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I drove my mum and dad mad.
It wasn't poverty that drove me on.
I had a job as a paralegal. I drove a cab.
I always drove the crappiest cars out there.
Negativity drove me out of politics in the mid-Nineties.
I drove a tractor almost as soon as I could reach the pedals.
I drove an orange Camaro and dated a cheerleader. Life was good.
I drove an 18-wheeler semi-truck, a big rig. I liked it actually.
I never drove in England. I rode bicycles. So driving is terrifying.
I've had time off, and it drove me nuts. I was crawling up the wall.
Ska is fine. Punk is fine. Putting those two together drove us crazy.
I'm very learning-disabled, and I think it drove me to what I'm doing.
A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her.
I drove motorcycles through college. I didn't have the money to buy a car.
My dad was my first coach and drove me extremely hard from a very young age.
Those were the ideals that drove us to nationalization of the health service.
I actually quit the business. I went and drove a truck for a year and a half.
It was sanctions that drove Iran to the negotiating table in the first place.
I don't even know how people drove, back in the day, without a rear view camera.
I noticed the people who drove the nicest cars were all in the garment business.
It's the encouragement from fans that drove us and allowed BTS to become who we are.
For most of my adult life, I drove through Central Park every morning going to work.
When she was 16, my grandmother, Hannie Reed, drove a wagon in the Oklahoma land rush.
He drove his kind of realism at me so hard I bounced right into nonobjective painting.
My mom was always late. It drove me crazy as a child. So I'm always on time - or early.
It was a woman who drove me to drink, and I never had the courtesy to thank her for it.
Intellectual curiosity drove Einstein to some of the world's most important discoveries.
Watching Bo Jackson, seeing his size, his speed, a lot of his abilities, really drove me.
The ambiguous orientation of Japan drove the country into the position of an invader in Asia.
I think insecurity does drive people. I know it's what drove me to push for the work I've got.
I don't remember the last time I drove. I'd rather be a passenger unless I'm somewhere beautiful.
I don't know what idiocies drove me in those days, but they were naive, innocent idiocies in many ways.
I love what I do, so it's not tiring. If I worked at a computer or drove a truck, I'd be dead in a week.
What drove me and kept me going over the decades? If I had to use a single word, it would be 'curiosity.'
I drove long distances like the 24 hours of Le Mans for years. But even this racing is now over. I retired.
I had never been able to get a car that said how much I cared about the environment until I drove electric.
I grew up in Vancouver and my father drove me to every single one of my acting lessons, auditions, and jobs.
In May 2011, I drove a car in the city of Khobar, Saudi Arabia, to protest the kingdom's ban on women driving.
Other families bought automobiles; we had a horse-headed hitching post in front of our house and drove horses.
Ambition drove many men to become false; to have one thought locked in the breast, another ready on the tongue.
My father did shape me. He didn't drive because he had one leg, and for years I never drove. I had no mobility.
I was in love with a beautiful blonde once. She drove me to drink. That's the one thing I'm indebted to her for.
I just didn't know what the heck I wanted to do with my life, so I drove out to California and got really lucky.
I read the Life magazine articles about free love and free dope in California. At age 20 I drove to Los Angeles.
I've always been the Rodney Dangerfield of this game. Maybe it was meant to be that way, but that always drove me.
If I were a man, I'd be allowed to play roles that were compelling and drove an audience to an emotional response.
My father was this famous heart surgeon, a wonderful man... but there was something about me that drove him crazy.
What I was really into as a kid, anything that drove my mother crazy or made her nervous, and not much has changed.
The preparation, commitment and desire to win will be no less than the last time I drove a grand prix car in anger.
Our first iteration of driverless cars kind of drove like trolleys on a track. This uncanny notion threw people off.