Catherine Opie Quotes

I drive a car, like an adult. Not brilliantly. I'm not great.

And when I first came out from New York, I hadn't driven in a long time. Now I'm like Joe Speedster.

For a boy or girl, driving cars that they love is fun.

I've been driving since I was 19 years old.

I'm a driver, and I love it.

Ever since I was younger, I was fascinated by cars and driving. The first time I actually drove a car, I was twelve years old.

Obviously I rely on my driving.

I don't know how to drive a car.

I don't know if you know this - I don't drive a stick. I mean, I barely drive my automatic. I get to work and everything, but I'm not any kind of driving prodigy.

I love driving my car on any highway.

I did, I'd say, at least about 80 percent of the rest of the driving, and I had the time of my life.

I'm a really good driver. I've been driving since I was very small, and I do like driving fast. I remember the first time my dad taught me that when you go into a corner you change down then put your foot right down on the way out. I'm very competitive about driving.

I felt confident at 24, but I am a better driver now.

My driving abilities from Mexico have helped me get through Hollywood.

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.

When you're driving on a normal track, you can see the braking point from 500 m. away.

I cannot drive very well. I drive slow and very safe. I don't know cars that well.

I love driving. Listen to some music.

I rate myself as a driver, but I think everybody does.

When I'm in the car, if you didn't know my story and just saw me driving, you wouldn't know the difference between me and any of the other drivers. I'm just out there competing.

Whenever I jump into the car I always try to do my best.

I wish I could drive.

I think I've lost that ability to slow things down - that ability drivers have to calculate what's coming by you at tremendous speed. I used to have it.

Sometimes I drive, and sometimes I'm driven.

The beautiful thing about driving was that it stole just enough of his attention - car parked on the side, maybe a cop, slow to speed limit, time to pass this sixteen-wheeler, turn signal, check rearview, crane neck to check blind spot and yes, okay, left lane.