Streets Quotes - Page 10

Surrealism runs through the streets.

I don't whistle at you down the street. I would if I could, but I can't whistle you see.

As soon as I was out in the street, I realized I didn't want to be alone after all, I realized I didn't want to be anything at all.

Public speaking? I speak to myself on the street!

I could still walk the street. I don't have to have no massive security.

Now that you've got me right down to it, the only thing I didn't like about The Barrets of Wimplole Street was the play.

Out in Hollywood, where the streets are paved with Goldwyn.

By the time they got to Denholm Street, day had been beaten back and the night was soaking through the city.

I've only ever been recognised in the street once. In Sweden, strangely.

The rain's innumerable hooves spatter on the streets and roofs.

Wall Street is stronger than ever.

It appears to me that no one has learned a thing; that Wall Street is still operating as if 2008 never happened.

I am known for what I'm do. But I'm not a five-year-old Hong Konger, I'm not a kid demonstrating in the streets.

I haven't hit the bestseller list, but I consider myself one of the luckiest writers in the world, and this is mainly because of Grub Street.

I don't like to be recognized on the street or in restaurants, and I don't like the whole celebrity thing.

I often talk to myself while walking down the street. I did it as a kid.

Success can be obviously a two way street.

The streets looked small, of course. The streets that we have only seen as children always do I believe when we go back to them

The Japanese drive on the left side of the road. Most streets literally do not have names.

there are policemen in the street and angels in the clouds

I went down to Miami, and somebody saw me on the streets, and that's how I got into modeling.

I feel like my behavior goes over better on the streets of New York.

If you walk down the street, within five minutes you will see someone who is morbidly obese or obese.

I wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.

What I made depended on what I found on the street. At least in the beginning, my materials came from the street.