Traffic Jam Quotes

It's your choice, what you do with the moment. If you're stuck in a traffic jam, you can get angry and honk your horn, or listen to Mozart. But when you have a very specific expectation of how things should be, then, of course, you end up hurting yourself.

Life in LA is not lying in the sun for months. It is having a 4pm meeting and leaving at noon to sit in traffic for four hours. It's not glam.

I'm never going to try 'Carpool Karaoke' in New York. That would be a very different thing. Mariah Carey's one, we just drove, like, five or six blocks round where she was staying at the time.

Can’t this thing go any faster?” Thalia demanded. Zoe glared at her. “I cannot control traffic.” You both sound like my mother,” I said. Shut up!” they both said in union.

There has to be a large number of people and routes that are lined up together. One part is liquidity and the other part is product - there's a lot that can go wrong.

Early evening traffic was beginning to clog the avenue with cars. The sun slanted down behind him. Harry glanced at the drivers of the cars. They seemed unhappy. The world was unhappy. People were in the dark. People were terrified and disappointed. People were caught in traps. People were defensive and frantic. They felt as if their lives were being wasted. And they were right.

If I complain about a traffic jam, I have no one to blame but myself.

All I was doing was trying to get home from work.

If a car comes past me in a traffic jam with a boom box going, I jump out of my skin. Those big booming basses. I'm just more sensitive to noise these days.

I think the idea of getting out of a traffic jam and getting out of work each week and going and doing all this stuff would be really exhausting.

Anyone driving through London after the school term ends will notice immediately how much easier it is to get around. The school run contributes massively to congestion.

Honestly, the average American spends about 52 minutes a day in commute traffic. And as much as I love driving my car and many people like driving their car, commuting has never been fun for me.

If you are trying to get from here to there, and you already are late, you know that you are late, and yet you are aligned with the present moment while you are stuck in a traffic jam. You are totally accepting of the moment.

A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, Low Bridge Ahead. Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car and walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, Got stuck, huh? The truck driver says, No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas.

If I want to eat lunch, I can't go out at noon and head over to Chick-fil-A or Mac's restaurant and not get stopped.

Literary Party: A traffic jam of the lost waiting for the ferry across the Styx.

'Traffic' was so good, and I really don't want to take a step back.

To call New York's traffic at holiday time a nightmare is to understate.

If I'm ever stuck on the M25 - the 'Road to Hell' - I'll wind the window down and start singing, 'I'm driving home for Christmas' at people in cars alongside. They love it. It's like giving them a present.

You don't make any money sitting in traffic.

It's hard to find parking space in Delhi and the traffic sucks there.

Nothing beats weaving through the rush-hour traffic or whizzing past the eternal gridlock that is the Strand.

I understand how it feels to stand in a crowded train, to be stuck in congested traffic.

Probably the person who said the only color in Los Angeles is green was right.

Sometimes when I get home at night in Washington I feel as though I had been in a great traffic jam.