Top 38 Street Is Empty Quotes
#1. All at once I felt so vain, like a girl posturing for the crowds as she walks along, only to discover the street is empty.
Arthur Golden
#2. I spent my day as I normally spend my days: threatening suppliers, bullying those who are not in line with my expectations, and generally creating havoc in the lives of others. The square across the street is empty of all but the pigeons. I find myself resenting them.
Courtney Milan
#3. A few years back, they jacked David Copperfield in West Palm Beach, for Chrissake. Yes, it's funny: "Yo, empty your pockets," and he pulls out a bunny rabbit. But it's also depressing. If someone who can make himself disappear isn't safe, who is?
Colin Quinn
#4. He looks out into the empty street, allowing me to sit in his car and just miss her. To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.
Jay Asher
#5. I got up and walked back to my roominghouse. The moonlight was bright. My footsteps echoed in the empty street and it sounded as if somebody was following me, I looked around. I was mistaken. I was quite alone.
Charles Bukowski
#7. With the wings of a bird and the heart of a man he compass'd his flight, And the cities and seas, as he flew, were like smoke at his feet. He lived a great life while we slept, in the dark of the night, And went home by the mariners' road, down the stars' empty street.
Ernest Rhys
#8. Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily ... in the street brawls.
Philip K. Dick
#9. Well,' Lydia said, 'I guess Armageddon's back on.'
Eliot fought back a grin.
'You're smiling?', Lydia said. She looked at her car and at their house and down the empty street. 'That's totally inappropriate.
D.L.E. Roger
#10. The buildings appear to be glued together, mostly small houses and apartment blocks that looked nervous. There is murky snow spread out like carpet. There is concrete, empty hat-stand trees, and gray air.
Markus Zusak
#11. A few nights later we had a neighborhood-watch party, which is where everyone on the street gets together in the Crowleys' yard and talks and laughs and pretends that nothing is wrong, and meanwhile all our empty houses are ripe for burglary.
Dan Wells
#12. Good gracious!" she exclaimed, "she's been more than an hour in there! When the priests set about cleansing her of her sins, the choir-boys have to form in line to pass the buckets of filth and empty them in the street!
Emile Zola
#13. Here we are at the bottom, almost empty. It's like confetti, these dried remnants you find in the street for a party no one invited you to. But they used to be, I can admit, part of something beautiful.
Daniel Handler
#14. Where are you actually going?" My voice rings down the empty street. "I just told you. I'm going out stalking." "What, on foot?" I come closer by another six paces. "You were going to walk?" "I was going to run down the middle of the street like the Terminator.
Sally Thorne
#15. The clock ticked with empty urgency, as though trying to catch up with the time. In the street a siren howled.
Ralph Ellison
#16. Say there are three identical-looking pizza joints on a street. Two of those will always be empty. The third will have a line of people patiently waiting, checking their phones. There's always one place that's the place. That's how it works.
Hari Kunzru
#17. When Silas said Gabriel was a priest, I assumed he meant to a real congregation, not the caretaker of an empty building threatening to send the entire street of people to meet Jesus literally at any moment, and not just emotionally.
Rachel Higginson
#18. There were people everywhere on the city street, but the stranger could not have been more alone if it were empty.
Markus Zusak
#19. Perhaps, Mathilde thought, watching flakes fall into dark and the empty street, I've been wrong. Perhaps the mother had watched her daughter fail and fail and didn't move to help out of something unfathomable, something Mathilde struggled to understand, a thing that was like an immense kind of love.
Lauren Groff
#20. For a trader - hell, for any American - being empty of promise is an abomination.
Katya G. Cohen
#21. NOW the final copper light of afternoon fades; now the street beyond the low maples and the low signboard is prepared and empty, framed by the study window like a stage.
William Faulkner
#22. He followed you into the staff room and didn't come back for twenty minutes and when he did come back, he looked like he'd been mauled by a woman who'd been locked in an empty room without a vibrator, or a man for ten years!
Samantha Young
#23. Nicholas Adams drove on through the town along the empty, brick-paved street ... on under the heavy trees of the small town that are a part of your heart if it is your town and you have walked under them, but that are only too heavy, that shut out the sun and that dampen the houses for a stranger.
Ernest Hemingway,
#24. I think people need housing. And there's empty buildings, I think people should live in there. If you want to call them squatters, trespassers, hey, I call Wall Street thieves!
Al Lewis
#25. By ten o'clock, the sidewalk along Vine Street looks like the Fourth of July parade. Mama minds the cash box while Daddy and Mitch go to haul more tomatoes and peppers from the truck. The basket of beans is almost empty, so I fill it up again.
Paul Brett Johnson
#26. The Park?" Gus asked skeptically, following him out of Kali's building and across the empty street. "The place with the homicidal poodle pack and creepy hanging goddess?
Tui T. Sutherland
#27. The hot blue-glass eyes of the mannequins watched as the ladies drifted down the empty river bottom street, their images shimmering in the windows like blossoms seen under darkly moving waters.
Ray Bradbury
#28. ...The coarse rhetoric and reduction of women to violently empty reproductive organs isn't a great way to argue against Trump's vulgarity. The unhinged rhetoric, violent anti-speech street protests,and hysteria currently on display don't make Trump look like he's a unique threat.
Mollie Hemingway
#29. I sat, a solitary man, In a crowded London shop, An open book and empty cup On the marble table-top. While on the shop and street I gazed My body of a sudden blazed; And twenty minutes more or less It seemed, so great my happiness, That I was blessed and could bless.
William Butler Yeats
#30. A motorcyclist rode down the empty street, arms and legs rounded in an O, and came back up with the sound of thunder; his face displayed seriousness of a child who attributes the utmost importance to his howls
Robert Musil
#31. Falconer was wearing his street clothes - jeans, a black turtleneck and an empty shoulder holster under his armpit. Cowboy boots. Little bit of beard stubble. John wondered if the guy would walk from one end of the street to the other without winding up covered in bitches.
David Wong
#32. Empty knight, Harry! Morgan? Morgan? What's wrong with your head?" Thomas shrugged.
"I don't think he did it."
Morgan wouldn't cross the street to piss on you if you were on fire!" Thomas growled, "He's finally getting his comeuppance. Why should you lift a finger?
Jim Butcher
#33. I used to think that if she were gone, you would come back to me."
"If she were gone, I would be nothing," Marco says. "You should think better of yourself than to settle for that."
They stand in silence on the empty street, the chill of the night air falling between them.
Erin Morgenstern
#34. He stared down at the empty street and wondered why all city streets resembled each other at night. He
Henning Mankell
#35. Even on a black and empty street.
If we go together, we might one day find something like the moon thats floats in the darkness.
Yoshiyuki Sadamoto
#36. He strode down the empty street, cleaving the low-lying mists that swirled like incandescent cloaks in the gaslight.
Steven Erikson
#37. An empty street sucks your fullness; a full street fills your emptiness!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#38. That man has no shadow," he says, as Chandresh leans over the twins to peer out the window at the empty street.
"what did you say?" Chandresh asks, but Poppet and Widget, and the orange kittens have already run off down the hall, lost in the colorful crowd.
Erin Morgenstern
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