A Quote by Ann Maxwell

When we moved to Laguna Niguel, there was one four-way stop sign between the freeway and PCH. — © Ann Maxwell
When we moved to Laguna Niguel, there was one four-way stop sign between the freeway and PCH.
It's the ultimate conceptual artwork. I took a piece of metal and just painted an image of a stop sign on it - a four-by-four-foot stop sign.
The freeway experience ... is the only secular communion Los Angeles has. Mere driving on the freeway is in no way the same as participating in it. Anyone can "drive" on the freeway, and many people with no vocation for it do, hesitating here and resisting there, losing the rhythm of the lane change, thinking about where they came from and where they are going. Actual participation requires total surrender, a concentration so intense as to seem a kind of narcosis, a rapture-of-the-freeway. The mind goes clean. The rhythm takes over.
One thing I can confirm is whenever I listen to 'Laguna Sunrise,' it sounds exactly like Laguna Beach. There's something about it.
A homeless veteran should not have to stand at a freeway exit with a cardboard sign. That's not okay.
'Laguna Beach' was definitely not as manufactured as 'The Hills' was for me. 'Laguna Beach' was more putting us in situations where we normally wouldn't be in or hanging out with people we wouldn't necessarily hang out with.
One time a cop pulled me over for running a stop sign. He said, "Didn't you see the stop sign?" I said, "Yeah, but I don't believe everything I read"
I'm Korean-American. Not Colombian. My parents are first-generation, and I'm like... in-between, because I moved over here when I was four or five.
And the cool kids always had a stop sign in their bedroom. Which means: "I don't care if people die. I want my stop sign." At least the assumption was that they took it down from somewhere and now there are old ladies hitting each other head-on somewhere.
When I stop at a stop sign, I don’t think about the distance I’ve crossed. I just wish I never had to stop.
I've been compared to, like, five different people. Suga Free, Silkk The Shocker - I get that one a lot. Somebody named Freeway. I don't know who Freeway is.
When I saw a sign on the freeway that said, "Los Angeles 445 miles," I said to myself, "I've got to get out of this lane."
I resent the label on cigarettes. If they're going to warn you, why don't they put the same sign at the entrance to every freeway or on every banana that's sold? You can slip on the peel, you know.
Say stop, whenever you want to stop. Understand?" I nodded. "Do you want to stop now?" My head moved back and forth to the pillow. "Thank God.
I was the last girl in Larchmont, NY to get married. My mother had a sign up: "Last Girl Before Freeway."
Maybe my way of communicating through sign made me more in tune with my body and how it moved. Who knows? I just know when I saw a stage for the first time, I wanted to be on it.
It was a positive sign that the conversation took place, it's a sign of the depth of the friendship between Australia and Indonesia.
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