Honk Quotes

1. "Look, that was some weird shit, you dying and then returning from the dead. I know it was no accident that you stopped by the Honky Tonk last time you were in town. You were in trouble, Lisa. I could see it all over your face." He paused for a gulp of his beer. "You know what you did to me? You got any idea just how fucked up my head has been since you walked out that door?"
Author: A. Violet End

2. "GAMZEE: honk.KARKAT: WHAT.GAMZEE: HONK.KARKAT: WHAT DOES HONK MEAN THIS TIME YOU WHIMSICAL PIECE OF SHIT?????"
Author: Andrew Hussie

3. "Travel does this: it creates space that allows thoughts and memories to intrude and assert themselves with impunity. Smells and sights, the quality of light, the honk of a horn -- can all act as touchstones when least expected."
Author: Andrew McCarthy

4. "Silence in the shell of a city, no baby crying, no car honking, no ambulance shrieking, no lovers moaning, no drunks throwing up in the alley, no lights, nothing but wind and rain and snow in its season and rust and a rattling of open doors and carcass smell. It was a possibility like a brain tumor or a scorpion bite."
Author: Anne Roiphe

5. "Orange Nya Nya Style....Orange Nya Nya Style....I am an orange,people think that I'm annoyingSay what you want'cuz I'm certainly not boringI hang out in the stableswith a bunch of unicornsand i ride them into outspace -honking unihorns!I hangout with pearIn the kitchen every we really like it here We do?We're having fun timeseven squash is here.....Marshmallow is really happy with his teddy bear - his evil teddy bear"
Author: Annoying Orange

6. "There was a fierce jam on the road to Gurgaon. Every five minutes the traffic would tremble - we'd move a foot - hope would rise - then the red lights would flash on the cars ahead of me, and we'd be stuck again. Eveyone honked. Every now and then, the various horns, each with its own pitch, blended into one continuous wail that sounded like a calf taken from its mother. Fumes filled the air. Wisps of blue exhaust glowed in front of every headlight; the exhaust grew so fat and thick it could not rise or escape, but spread horizontally, sluggish and glossy, making a kind of fog around us. Matches were continually being struck - the drivers of autorickshaws lit cigarettes, adding tobacco pollution to petrol pollution."
Author: Aravind Adiga

7. "Tsuyokini,honkiMutekini,sutekiGenki,yuuki!--Kusakabe Maron"
Author: Arina Tanemura

8. "Mana yang harus kupercaya, teriakannya yang menyuruhku pergi atau matanya yang memohonku untuk tinggal?"
Author: Ayuwidya

9. "Other cars resent me because I'm the best driver on the road, but I won't have to put up with their honks much longer – soon my swing will be good enough for the golf course."
Author: Bauvard

10. "Four times I was honked at for having the temerity to proceed through town without the benefit of metal."
Author: Bill Bryson

11. "Sometimes she'd just walk around the city alone. Watch the people, smell the food, the bus exhaust, the smoke coming up through the grating. She'd feel protected somehow, found a sense of belonging in the hectic sprawl. And the next minute she'd feel like the one who couldn't break the code, hit the right stride, catch the wave. Potholes and traffic and bums, oh my. With all the honking and the hum of movement, the living, breathing blur of noise gently pressing in on her, the great purr of the Metropolitan Cat turning into a dull roar. She'd feel so silent on the inside, her head as quiet as a stretch of sand, a cathedral silently worshipping the life that was all around her, storing it up for later when she needed some 'too much' to draw upon."
Author: Carrie Fisher

12. "Came Honker's trip to Slice City along about then: our sax-man got a neck all full of the sharpest kind of steel. So we were out one horn. And you could tell: we played a little bit too rough, and the head-arrangements Collins and His Crew grew up to, they needed Honker's grease in the worst way. But we'd been together for five years or more, and a new man just didn't play somehow. We were this one solid thing, like a unit, and somebody had cut off a piece of us and we couldn't grow the piece back so we just tried to get along anyway, bleeding every night, bleeding from that wound. ("Black Country")"
Author: Charles Beaumont

13. "Not yet!" said she [Goneril], trying to roll me over and get back to smacking my bum.She honked my codpiece.You honked my codpiece."Aye, give it up, fool." [...]"
Author: Christopher Moore

14. "Teachers're always using that "in your own words." I hate that. Authors knit their sentences tight. It's their job. Why make us unpick them, just to put it back together more shonkily? How're you s'posed to say Kapellmeister if you can't say Kapellmeister?"
Author: David Mitchell

15. "Cars are all jammed up all along the road and a light turns red and someone honks. In every one of those cars there is a story or a hundred stories. For every light on in al of those huge city buildings there is a story. No one knows what I am about to face and no one knows my story and neither do I right then."
Author: Deb Caletti

16. "Yes, I know, if the American Indians had enforced such a policy none of us pale-faced honkies would be here. But the Indians were foolish, and divided, and failed to keep our WASP ancestors out. They've regretted it ever since."
Author: Edward Abbey

17. "Guitar gigs were everywhere in the '50s, and I started diddling around so I could keep working. Playing honky-tonk, simple stuff. I took a few gigs with an organ band that put me out front."
Author: George Benson

18. "When you have two notes from two different performances Auto-Tuned, it sounds like a car horn. And then you add harmonies, and it starts to sound like baby seals honking." - Tom Lord-Alge on Auto-Tune"
Author: Greg Milner

19. "This is no honky-tonk parade. 1Q84 is the real world, where a cut draws real blood, where pain is real pain and fear is real fear. The moon in the sky is no paper moon."
Author: Haruki Murakami

20. "A careful driver is one who honks his horn when he goes through a red light."
Author: Henry Morgan

21. "I honk at protestors to show my support, and also tell them to get the fuck out of my way."
Author: Jarod Kintz

22. "I pee whilst seated. But it's hard to focus with people honking at me."
Author: Jarod Kintz

23. "To get faster and better service, ring a bell. It's the same principal as honking at someone in traffic. People respond well to it, and they seem to really enjoy it."
Author: Jarod Kintz

24. "When anybody honks at me in traffic, I blush, wave, and shout, "Thanks for being a fan." Being a celebrity is a 24/7 thing."
Author: Jarod Kintz

25. "Yes, I have this crazy honk of a laugh."
Author: Jimmy Carr

26. "And then, in boating supplies, Margo located an air horn. She took it out of the box and held it up in the air, and I said, "No," and she said, "No what?" And I said, "No don't blow the air horn," except when I got to the b in blow, she squeezed on it and it let out an excruciatingly loud honk that felt in my head like the auditory equivalent of an aneurysm, and then she said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. What was that?" And I said, "Stop b-" and then she did it again."
Author: John Green

27. "Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die."
Author: John Green

28. "Cannery Row is the gathered and scattered, tin and iron and rust and splintered wood, chipped pavement and weedy lots and junk heaps, sardine canneries of corrugated iron, honky tonks, restaurants and whore houses, and little crowded groceries, and laboratories and flophouses. Its inhabitant are, as the man once said, "whores, pimps, gambler and sons of bitches," by which he meant Everybody."
Author: John Steinbeck

29. "A horn honks.I look up, expecting to see the white Audi. But there's a sleek black four-door with shiny silver rims instead. e driver side opens and a tall, dark ?gure in a trendy fall leather jacket and aviator sunglasses steps out and stalks around the car to open the passenger door. "Irish! Get in." And I decide that Dr. Stayner is an evil wizard with a crystal ball and puppet strings attached to his ?ngers. He has somehow masterminded this entire situation. He's de?nitely cackling in his o?ce right now."
Author: K.A. Tucker

30. "I wanted to drag them all out, flay us all, destroy all the artificial separations of history. You'd merely done what I had, after all--split from two cells into four then eight then sixteen until you've accumulated all your arms and legs and organs and pushed yourself into the world--so fucking what? You honkey, nigger, spic, dyke, cunt. If I cry out, who will hear me?"
Author: Kelly J. Cogswell

31. "They were still out on the sidewalk of West Eighty-sixth Street, the taxi pulling way, when Louise put down her travel bag, raised both arms and declared herself in love with New York City. 'It's exactly as I imagined it!' She let her arms fall and looked out at the street, at the honking, halting parade of cars, headlights bright in the dusking air. She turned to Cora with glistening eyes. 'I've always known it, my whole life. This is where I'm meant to be."
Author: Laura Moriarty

32. "Bila Tuhan berkenan, Tuhan akan menjadikan kita apa pun yang kita mohonkan dariNya."
Author: Mario Teguh

33. "With English literature, if you do a bit of shonky spelling, no one dies, but if you're half-way through a maths calculation and you stick in an extra zero, everything just crashes into the ravine."
Author: Mark Haddon

34. "Whether through the patterns left in snow, or geese honking in the dark, or through the brilliant wet leaf that hits your face the moment you are questioning your worth, the quiet teachers are everywhere, pointing us to the unlived portion of our lives. When we think we are in charge, the lessons dissolve as accidents or coincidence. But when we're humble enough to welcome the connections, the glass that breaks across the room is offering us direction, giving us a clue to the story we are in."
Author: Mark Nepo

35. "I'm not this unusual," she said. "It's just my hair."She looked at Bobby and she looked at me, with an expression at once disdainful and imploring. She was forty, pregnant, and in love with two men at once. I think what she could not abide was the zaniness of her life. Like many of us, she had grown up expecting romance to bestow dignity and direction."Be brave," I told her. Bobby and I stood before her, confused and homeless and lacking a plan, beset by an aching but chaotic love that refused to focus in the conventional way. Traffic roared behind us. A truck honked its hydraulic horn, a monstrous, oceanic sound. Clare shook her head, not in denial but in exasperation. Because she could think of nothing else to do, she began walking again, more slowly, toward the row of trees."
Author: Michael Cunningham

36. "I looked around out the driver's window of the hearse. It was Stills! We got out and hugged right there on Sunset Boulevard in the middle of traffic. Horns were honking! To us it seemed like everybody was celebrating! Something was happening, but we didn't know what it was. It was fucking Buffalo Springfield, that's what it was."
Author: Neil Young

37. "I am very concerned about Barbara Streisand using the 'H' word - 'honkey.' That's what I am concerned about. I am worried about Barbara."
Author: Paul Mooney

38. "And again the news offered no news: On CNN, a rerun of Larry King interviewing the widowed and the suffering. On CNN2, a rerun of Larry King interviewing a fatherless son. On CNN3, a rerun of Flight 11 flying toward the first tower, in slow motion. On CNN4, a rerun of the tower collapsing, in slow motion, and again the towers fell, again people jumped and died. On CNN5, a rerun of Larry King interviewing a motherless daughter, a daughterless father, interviewing the motherless, fatherless, wifeless, husbandless, childless, shameless--disgusted, Bill pressed POWER and beheaded King, exiled CNN, and the world went dark. They sat relieved in the silence and dark. Not much road traffic now, but somewhere in the distant overhead the honk and flap of southbound geese, instinct bound, in vees for victory. The turkey was still on the table; the sides were still out. Let all who are hungry come and eat. Let all who are tired come home."
Author: Pearl Abraham

39. "Unwanted honking not only irritates others, but may also end up causing accidents. Drivers lose cool and it may result in road rage."
Author: Rahul Dravid

40. "Yes, an actual full-sized camel. If you find that confusing, just think how the criosphinx must have felt.Where did the camel come from, you ask? I may have mentioned Walt's collection of amulets. Two of them summoned disgusting camels. I'dmet them before, so I was less than excited when a ton of dromedary flesh flew across my line of sight, plowed into the sphinx, and collapsed on topof it. The sphinx growled in outrage as it tried to free itself. The camel grunted and farted."Hindenburg," I said. Only one camel could possibly fart that badly. "Walt, why in the world—?""Sorry!" he yelled. "Wrong amulet!"The technique worked, at any rate. The camel wasn't much of a fighter, but it was quite heavy and clumsy. The criosphinx snarled and clawedat the floor, trying unsuccessfully to push the camel off; but Hindenburg just splayed his legs, made alarmed honking sounds, and let loose gas.I moved to Walt's side and tried to get my bearings."
Author: Rick Riordan

41. "The laugh came then, a marvelous honking hoorah so infectious that Dill felt it should be quarantined."
Author: Ross Thomas

42. "In the world outside this glass room, songbirds are feeding and resting in the trees. Some will take off tonight and not land until they reach Venezuela. Sandpipers, plovers, and broad-winged hawks have already left for Patagonia and Panama. Bats are headed for caves in Kentucky and Tennessee. Out in the Atlantic, humpback whales pass by on their way to the Caribbean. Even now, Canada geese are honking toward us from Quebec. It is a good day for the beginnings of journeys.Every time I look at you, I think, Now I cannot die."
Author: Sandra Steingraber

43. "At the corner of K street and Fourth Avenue, I slowed down to let a pedestrian cross, a boy around my age. Maybe because he was so tall or maybe because of the way he walked-with a determined leaving into the cold-I couldn't take my eyes off him. His face was angled away from the car, and I got this strange urge to make him turn around so I could see it. I pressed my hand to the horn, but no sound came out, which was a relief. What was I thinking, anyway, doing something weird and embarrassing like honking at a stranger? Just then my cell phone rang from the pocket of my jacket. I pulled the car over, saw it was Ethan, and answered."Hi," I said, still watching the figure go down the street. "Guess what?""What? You got all your trig homework done?""No. Think more within the realm of possibility.""You got a tattoo?""Ha. A car. I got a car."
Author: Sara Zarr

44. "The Cool Stuff Theory of Literature is as follows: All literature consists of whatever the writer thinks is cool. The reader will like the book to the degree that he agrees with the writer about what's cool. And that works all the way from the external trappings to the level of metaphor, subtext, and the way one uses words. In other words, I happen not to think that full-plate armor and great big honking greatswords are cool. I don't like 'em. I like cloaks and rapiers. So I write stories with a lot of cloaks and rapiers in 'em, 'cause that's cool. Guys who like military hardware, who think advanced military hardware is cool, are not gonna jump all over my books, because they have other ideas about what's cool.The novel should be understood as a structure built to accommodate the greatest possible amount of cool stuff."
Author: Steven Brust

45. "In summer, waiting for night, we'd pose against the afterglow on corners, watching traffic cruise through the neighborhood. Sometimes, a car would go by without its headlights on and we'd all yell, "Lights!""Lights!" we'd keep on yelling until the beams flashed on. It was usually immediate - the driver honking back thanks, or flinching embarrassed behind the steering wheel, or gunning past, and we'd see his red taillights blink on. But there were times - who knows why? - when drunk or high, stubborn, or simply lost in that glide to somewhere else, the driver just kept driving in the dark, and all down the block we'd hear yelling from doorways and storefronts, front steps, and other corners, voices winking on like fireflies: "Lights! Your lights! Hey, lights!"
Author: Stuart Dybek

46. "The shortest unit of time in the multiverse is the New York Second, defined as the period of time between the traffic lights turning green and the cab behind you honking."
Author: Terry Pratchett

47. "It must be a little love, - a baby, sort of,It shies away when the cars honk and hiss,But adores the bells on the horse-tram."
Author: Vladimir Mayakovsky

48. "My heart began to beatlike a merry drum and blood started flowing through my veins like cars from a wedding partyhonking their way through town."
Author: Yann Martel

49. "Cím déle zustávala o samote, tím neurcitejší a méne ohranicená si pripadala. Jako tekutina vylitá z nádoby. Videla sama sebe, jak klouže z lavicky na zem a nabvá podobu zvírete. Po ctyrech dobehla na hranici mokrého asfaltu a prehoupla se do trávy a mokré hlíny. Hnala se dál, nyní ješte rychleji, protože už zjistila, jak ovládat dva páry nohou naráz, hbite uhánela pres trávník a umelá návršícka, pres Zahradní zátiší a kvetinové záhonky do kroví, pres ulici a na železnicní vlecku, a doprovázela to vytím."
Author: Zadie Smith

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