Quotes About Bus

Versos libres El autobús lleno el corazón vacío el cuello largo el cordón trenzado los pies planos planos y aplanados el sitio vacío

Subido al autobús, por la mañana, Entre golpe, cabreo y apretón, Me encuentro con tu cuello y tu cordón, Lechugino chuleta y tarambana.

30 cents, two transfers, love Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two transfers before discovering that I was alone.

I sat down and looked the bus over to see who was there, and it took me about a minute to realize that there was something very wrong with that bus, and it took the other people about the same period to realize that there was something very wrong with the bus, and the thing that was wrong was me.

Poindexter said we were going to spend the night [in Iran] at the camp ground in Meshad. So Tralala and I went to the market, in town. When we returned, the bus was gone. Our passports were in our backpacks on the bus. We rolled up in a Persian carpet to sleep that night. After a while, the Canadian guy [riding] in the bus, got worried. Went through our packs, found our passports, came back across the border to get us.

He waited for death as a traveller for a bus.

He fell into the empty seat at the back of the bus, half-wishing the lightning zigzagging out of the sky would come through the window and hit him right in the head.

the bus was running late, but in truth this was no surprise. Delhi probably got its name from the word 'delay'.

Any man can be 62, but it takes a bus to be 62A.

I was too young to live on campus. I just went back and forth on the bus. Eventually I got my own car and thought I was Mr. Man, so I started hot wheelin' it.

I'm very unstable; there's no stability in a musician's life at all. You live on a bus or on the road hand to mouth and you don't know where your money's coming from.

Rock music pays off. Rock music takes me on a joyride. Rock music keeps me off the hell city bus. Rock music will always look out for me. But I will not let my torture profanity demon shoot it down.

30 cents, two transfers, loveThinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two transfers before discovering that I was alone.

Perceptions are always profound, associations deceiving. No watermelon tastes red. Apropos: while waiting for a bus once, I saw open down the arm of a midfat, midlife, freckled woman, suitcase tugging at her hand like a small boy needing to pee, a deep blue crack as wide as any in a Roquefort. Split like paper tearing. She said nothing. Stood. Blue bubbled up in the opening like tar. One thing is certain: a cool flute blue tastes like deep well water drunk from a cup.

Art has to move you and design does not, unless it's a good design for a bus.

It was only when I finished the course and left my graduation diploma on the bus that I realized I'd become an actor.

My great grandmother threw herself in front of a bus. The police tried to say she was committed suicide but the family knew she was just trying to stop civil rights.

An empty bus hurtles through the starry nightPerhaps the driver is singingand happy because he sings.

I think many years ago I got on a bus in L.A. and drove around to see the stars' homes, but that's the extent of my direct experience in Hollywood.

Mama and I sat on a burping bus full of chickens in cages, and round-eyed babies on round mothers' laps. (The Pinata-Maker's Daughter)

This is L.A. You wanna learn Spanish? Take the bus.

The council in Blackpool have given the homeless bus passes, but how would they know where to get off?

But this bus was a bit too full. The driver only appeared to control the glass and metal around him. In reality, he was at the nose of a travelling paroxysm.

Today was a terrible day. My ex got hit by a bus, and I lost my job as a bus driver