Quotes About Suitcase

Julian arrived in Juarez with all his possessions contained in a single battered cardboard suitcase on August 3, 1948. He and Mercedes were married on August 9 at Juarez City Hall, in the Presidency Building, before a few friends and no family.

I observe, I write, I try not to remember the life that I didn't want to loose but lost and have to remember, being here fills my heart with so much joy, even if the joy isn't mine, and at the end of the day I fill the suitcase with old news.

I hit a grand slam off Ron Herbel and when his manager Herman Franks came out to get him, he was bringing Herbel's suitcase.

In the days before I had kids I used to take six books with me for a fortnight's holiday. My suitcase used to be full of big trashy novels, maybe a bikini and some flip-flops. It was all I needed.

All of my art is suitcase-sized. I always paint in mediums that dry pretty quickly because I've got to throw them in my suitcase and go. And I have so much because of that, because it's what I've always done to pass the time, and I like it.

I came to New York with no money and just one suitcase. I had my family's emotional support, but they weren't able to help me financially.

I'm from Miami, and when I was 18, I packed a suitcase and left for L.A. permanently to try and make it as an actor.

I try to travel as light as possible to avoid baggage issues. Los Angeles airport is notorious for baggage delays, so I'll often FedEx a suitcase ahead or back so I don't need to stand around; it also minimises problems at check-in.

People say, 'Where do you live?' and I say that theoretically, I live in London, but basically that's just where I go to change my suitcase. Otherwise, I'm always flying somewhere.

I was from somewhere else. Then all of a sudden I was here, in New York. With one suitcase.

When I first had kids, I had a suitcase under my bed that I didn't even put away, and I was excited about going to all of these new places all of the time.

I do pack a different dress for each city, and if there are two events in a city, I have to pack two. Even so, I am able to travel with only one large suitcase and a small hanging bag for the fluffier dresses.

I hate suitcases. With a passion.

Panicked, she dropped the suitcase and started edging away. In her haste she caught the backs of her knees on the arm of the sofa, lost her balance and landed flat on her back on the cushions. His eyes gleaming with amusement, Nick looked at the delectable beauty sprawled invitingly across the sofa. I'm flattered,honey, but I'd like something to eat first.What are you serving-besides baked shoes?

Here's your suitcase, Sara," Willis announced when he entered the room. He looked over at Mary Ruth.

Gabriel hurried upstairs and collected a prepacked suitcase with three days' worth of clothing and kit. Thirty minutes later he carried the bag up the airstair of his Gulfstream jet. It departed Ben Gurion Airport at 7:05 a.m., bound for the flashing red warning light once known as the world's beacon of democracy.

Her lips were set grimly together, and she carried a small suit-case. She looked excited and determined, and slightly on the defensive.

Packing is my pet hate.

He put down his suitcase and looked at her. Did you...she said, Every day,he replied.

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.

We?' She smiled, handing me the carton, picking up her suitcase, waiting for me to open the door wide and let her inside. 'One thing you should know about me, Lyova. I don't cook.

My name is Carter Kane. I'm fourteen and my home is a suitcase.

With barely controlled patience, then with growing amazement, Sam watched, along with everyone else, as Miss Kent pulled out the broken straps of her suitcase and set them on the table. Then came an overstuffed wallet, a ring of keys that could sink a cargo ship, three packets of airline peanuts, a packet of tissues, an address book, and a candy bar that was squished beyond recognition. She began to mutter softly, her words lost in the cavern of her purse.

Is that all you have, just that one little suitcase?" "There are at least four thousand more in the kitchen," said George. "Oh, good!