Quotes About Traffic

Southern California doesn't know whether to bustle or just strangle itself on the spot. Not enough roads for the number of people. Fairlanes, Inc. is laying new ones all the time. Have to bulldoze lots of neighborhoods to do it, but those seventies and eighties developments exist to be bulldozed, right?

We see clear evidence that this point, and this point, must be very close to each other—perhaps, directly adjacent—because they seem to have a lot to do with each other; when one lights up, the other tends to light up at the same time, or a little before or after. So we can begin to make sense of this overall pattern of traffic as if it were a three-dimensional

Have more car tunnels, [and you] alleviate congestion completely." —ELON MUSK

And when I read one of those scapegoat pieces about the viciousness of drug pushers, and extolling the basic humanitarianism of the nark-squad hero, I'm saddened. Because it isn't Margo and it isn't Max who keeps the traffic moving: it's that same nark-squad hero with a small, brown paper bag that hustlers and pushers alike have to keep filled if they want to stay on the street.

I checked my speed, but I was only doing ten mph over the limit, which in Georgia means you're obstructing the flow of traffic.

In Mumbai, even Bollywood stars use autos when they are in a hurry.

I want bikers to ride safely, wear helmets and realise that their families are waiting at home for them. Even in Mumbai, I have seen that they don't wear helmets and are always in a hurry.

I spent a disproportionate amount of my time in a car in L.A. I'm 35 years old. If you add up the hours spent in cars, it would be years.

As a native Staten Islander, it is very frustrating commuting to Manhattan.

The intention that naturally exists: 'My intention is to get done with this commute.' So I've just doomed myself to an hour of discomfort, because my intention will not be met until I get out of the car.

They were on the highway, lights flashing, sirens blaring. 'Maybe we should go in quietly and not tip him off. Just a suggestion.' 'Just clearing the way. I'll cut the lights and siren before we turn off the highway.' 'I see the heavy traffic,' Lev said. There wasn't a car on the road.

For kilometres on end the road was totally jammed with vehicles drawn up three or four abreast - petrol tankers, ammunition trucks, teams of horses,ambulances. It was impossible to move forwards or back. Russian combat aircraft now arrived in wave after wave, and threw bombs into that unprotected, inextricable mass. This is what hell must be like.

Plastic carrier bags floated around the traffic lights at the end of the Strand like predatory jellyfish.

Bryant lurched away from the kerb and out into the traffic without bothering to look or signal. He'd come to anticipate the chorus of horns greeting his entry into the traffic stream, rather as bugles announced the arrival of Caesar.

but all things considered, he could go a very long time not being run over by a Volvo again and feel just dandy about it. He

Abby jumped into the Prius. Lily bundled the defibrillator into her friend's lap, then jumped in the Prius's back door behind her. "Go! Go! Go!" And with all the roaring fury of a golf cart escaping the back nine, they sped into the traffic

The taxi driver is someone who spends all day driving in city traffic (an activity that provokes either heart attack or delirium), in constant conflict with other human drivers. Consequently, he is nervous and hates every anthropomorphic creature.

in the country that is most addicted to excessive driving. Detailed

The street was a living, breathing dragon of humanity, inching forward, wheezing dirt, honking horns; people yelling for help, babies crying, and the smell of sweat heavy in the air.

In a study funded by IBM in 2011, Mexico City was considered the major city with the world's worst traffic, as judged by drivers' level of suffering, stress and loss of time, all consequences of speed bumps.

Mexico City has been ranked amongst the worst cities in the world in terms of urban planning,

It did cross our minds at one point. Actually, it seemed to keep crossing them. Back and forth. Maybe we should put in a crosswalk. - Ash Redfern

some twenty more miles on an old two-lane country road. Traffic was light, just a couple of pickups and a Volkswagen

Once that day a chime sounded and the video told us of congestion two hundred kilometers ahead, near Chicago.