Quotes About Traffic

I have some road rage inside of me. Traffic, especially in L.A., is a pet peeve of mine.

I pulled a U-ey on Main." "Let me get this straight. You pulled an illegal

four stoplights

JOE HATED DENVER TRAFFIC and he kept both of his hands on the wheel and his pickup in the far right lane as cars zipped around him. It was as if every driver on the five-lane freeway had just downed three shots of vodka and had been handed the keys to Daddy's sports car.

I am adrenaline slammed into inertia: a fast car stuck in traffic.

They were seemingly immersed in a sea of airborne traffic, consisting of rows and rows of speeding hovercars and even a few flying motorcycles called (as he later learned) hovercycles.

I got to a traffic light, and it turned red. I said, "Why me?"

Yet despite appearances, the interstate system is in fact a quintessential fractal when viewed through the lens of the actual traffic flowing on it, rather than when viewed simply as a physical road network. The traffic flow is the very essence of the interstate and is the fundamental reason for its existence.

Oh," Peter cut in, "you got the papers for this limousine?" "I got WGON ID," Steve shouted angrily, "and so does Fran." "Right," Peter said venomously, "and we're out here doin' traffic reports? Wake up, sucker. We're thieves and bad guys is what we are. And we gotta find our own way!

In the city a funeral is just an interruption of traffic; in the country it is a form of entertainment.

Have you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?

Around me, the morning traffic neighed, brayed, and defecated on the street.

There were three certainties in Houston: death, taxes, and never-ending roadwork.

Curiously watched by people in neighbouring cars, she abandoned herself to sobbing as the taxi crawled slowly through the north London traffic.

Fourth of July picnic. And by the way, that picnic, like everything else in this land, is a model of efficiency: you drive at top speed, set up in a previously reserved space, spread out the baskets, bolt your food, kick the ball, and rush home to avoid the traffic. In Chile, a similar project would take three days.

she had a premonition that her daughter was a heavenly being, and that she was not destined to last very long in the vulgar traffic of this world.

The last time I was pulled over was in 2005. I was going 55 in a 35 mile per hour zone - which I don't understand because you can barely even idle at 35 miles per hour. Anyway, I was ordered to go to traffic school. It was an 8-hour class and really painful.

We are committed to making construction zones as safe as we possibly can for motorists and those working on the job.

During my third season of 'Zoo,' I was picked up by a car to go to work. We had this huge scene to shoot that day, but the traffic was just gridlock. My transportation guy got a call saying, 'Where are you? We need to start shooting.' So I got out of the car and just took off running by all of these cars that weren't moving an inch.

Cycling is the only way to free ourselves from the misery of the Tube, the wall-to-wall buses that line Oxford Street, the hopelessness of even thinking about driving.

When I turned 16, my dad made me sign a contract - he made us sign contracts for everything - that if I hit my car, I would be responsible for paying for it. I was in bumper-to-bumper traffic, and I tapped someone. It was so not a big deal, but I had to pay for it.

It really annoys me when the light turns green, and you're behind somebody, and they're just sitting there looking at the light for about 15, 20 seconds.

It turns out that social networks drive a heck of a lot of traffic to blogs.

Stuck in traffic is not an excuse. It's a sign of bad planning