You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink! — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Can your player make a curl cut and score in the lane? If so, he is the cutter. — Don Meyer Copy Share Image
Your honor, why would anyone in their right mind park in the passing lane? — Steven Wright Copy Share Image
Here comes Santa Claus! Here comes Santa Claus! Right down Santa Claus Lane! — Gene Autry Copy Share Image
Nostalgia: A device that removes the ruts and potholes from memory lane. — Doug Larson Copy Share Image
Adding highway lanes to deal with traffic congestion is like loosening your belt to cure obesity. — Lewis Mumford Copy Share Image
You're trying to figure out who you are when you're younger. However, once you've found yourself, you run your race, and you… — LeCrae Copy Share Image
... a country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring. — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
There have been times where I lost a job or whatever, and I think, "Okay, well that's just not part of my… — Kate Micucci Copy Share Image
Every time I open the drawer, it's a trip down Memory Lane, which, if you don't turn off at the right exit,… — Sloane Crosley Copy Share Image
Everyone lives under their rocks in L.A., so it takes a long time to find your lane. — Liberty Ross Copy Share Image
The trouble with the fast lane is that all the movement is horizontal. And I like to go vertical sometimes. — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
Me and Kendrick [Lamar] have different types of music. He from a different coast; we ain't in the same lane. — Meek Mill Copy Share Image
Ah, when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land,… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
With the single exception of Park Lane, every north-south route in London slows traffic to the pace of a wounded gnat with… — Michael Gove Copy Share Image
I began to cry. Barrons looked horrified. "Stop that immediately, Ms. Lane." "I can't." I sniffeled into my cup pf cocoa so… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Hey, maybe instead of going to college, you should drop out and I could quit my job and we can form an… — Daniel Palladino Copy Share Image
Don't believe the hype. I don't care how many number ones you have at the box office, I don't care how much… — Tyler Perry Copy Share Image
I started writing 'Brick Lane' when my children were two years and five months old. We were on holiday in the north… — Monica Ali Copy Share Image
Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Slowly the wasters and despoilers are impoverishing our land, our nature, and our beauty, so that there will not be one beach,… — Marya Mannes Copy Share Image
Seek out some retired and old-world spot, far from the madding crowd, and dream away a sunny week among its drowsy lanes… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
Well now I'm no hero, that's understood. All the redemption I can offer girl, is beneath this dirty hood. With a chance… — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
They enter, locking themselves in, descend the rugged steps, and are down in the Crypt. The lantern is not wanted, for the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Which is more worthwhile earning: a large fortune or the esteem and gratitude of the nation? This question is prompted anew by… — B. C. Forbes Copy Share Image
Lane himself lit a cigarette as the train pulled in. Then, like so many people, who, perhaps, ought to be issued only… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The tragedy in the lives of most of us is that we go through life walking down a high-walled land with people… — Florence Luscomb Copy Share Image
The longer I live here, the better satisfied I am in having pitched my earthly camp-fire, gypsylike, on the edge of a… — James Lane Allen Copy Share Image
Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image