A Quote by Patrick Wolf

Transport drives me crazy. I find myself on this constant conveyor belt and the planes, buses, traffic jams, ugh. — © Patrick Wolf
Transport drives me crazy. I find myself on this constant conveyor belt and the planes, buses, traffic jams, ugh.
If I was a Mayor, I would sort the traffic out and that includes public transport. The traffic jams really get on my nerves.
I used to drive myself crazy by thinking, three days later, 'Ugh, why didn't I play it like that? Ugh, now that line makes sense to me.'
Traffic in the streets of Bombay is chaotic at best. Riding a bicycle is a dangerous occupation. However, there are hundreds of them on the streets competing with the cars and buses and lorries because it is the poor man's mode of transport.
We've learned a lot about how information needs to flow effectively amongst a group of people. They need to be fed information, and it needs to be on this constant conveyor belt.
Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.
Meditation is not contemplation because it is not thinking at all - consistent, inconsistent, crazy, sane. It is not thinking at all; it is witnessing. It is just sitting silently deep within yourself, looking at whatsoever is happening inside and outside both. Outside there is traffic noise, inside there is also traffic noise - the traffic in the head. So many thoughts - trucks and buses of thoughts and trains and airplanes of thoughts, rushing in every direction. But you are simply sitting aloof, unconcerned, watching everything with no evaluation.
San Antonio drives me crazy, but Chicago drives me crazy in a different way.
I've always been very attentive to detail. It's a characteristic that drives some people crazy. But on the other hand, when people around me are sloppy, that drives me crazy.
I was too thin. I was working all the time, not eating at home. Spaghetti bolognese on planes. Ugh. Now most of my meals I cook for myself with organic ingredients.
I'm highly distractable, and I have too many things on my mind very often. When I'm driving in the city, it drives me so crazy - the city traffic and the parking - I just take cabs everywhere.
It's totally produced now. It's almost like a conveyor belt of what metal's supposed to be like these days. It's not music to me.
History is a conveyor belt of corpses because of Adam's sin.
I hate taking myself seriously. It drives me crazy!
I love to travel but hate traffic and planes. I wish I could just beam myself anywhere instantly.
I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.
There are no traffic jams on the extra mile.
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