Tracks Quotes

Tracks Quote of the day

Once asked what action he would recommend if a person were to feel a nervous breakdown coming on: Lock up your house, go across the railroad tracks, and find someone in need and do something for him.

I'm a secret interior decorator. There's a mural on my dining room wall of the railroad tracks at 30th Street Station in Philadelphia. I love having my hometown with me out here in California.

When I was a little kid, I used to walk miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles of railroad tracks.

Black people lived right by the railroad tracks and the train would shake their houses at night. I would hear it as a boy and I thought: I'm gonna make a song that sounds like that.

In business or in life, don't follow the wagon tracks too closely.

Miles and miles and miles.

Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!

The ability to rebound is in inverse proportion to the distance your house is from the nearest railroad tracks.

I started composting in 1970 by taking my food scraps out behind where I lived and burying them in a hole next to the railroad tracks - and green things started to grow there!

People don't like railroad tracks near them? We'll see how they feel when the percentage of U.S. citizens who can afford to drive a car goes way down, as it will.

In cities it is useless to look at the stars or to describe them, worship them, or seek direction from them. When lost, one should follow the tracks of the camels.

Tracks were adumbrations of the energy of life all about us, the recent history book of wilderness.

It seems to me that the good lord in his infinate wisdom gave us three things to make life bearable- hope, jokes, and dogs. But the greatest of these was dogs.

Maxim 33:If you're leaving tracks, you're being followed.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries

All women are lifelong members of the Secret Service...So, if you must lie, better make sure you cover your tracks because there is no such thing as a 'dumb blonde'...

Like a speeding trainI am passing by...I don’t knowwhere I’m headingwith whom or whyall I know is thatI will never, everpass from here againall I know is I’m skidding forwardon this track of life.

Making and thinking about somebody is special... you go in the tracks of saying that you are horrible and not anymore special.

You may not have covered your set tracks but it’s never too late to start.

Through the dark night chasing the morning lightThat headlight streaming white through the night