Billy Campbell Quotes

Ever since childhood, when I lived within earshot of the Boston and Maine, I have seldom heard a train go by and not wished I was on it.

I grew up in Oklahoma and Missouri, and I just loved film. My folks would take us to the drive-in on summer nights, and we'd sit on the hood of the car. I just had this profound love for storytelling.

When I was six, someone in my family gave me a yellow pencil holder that had my name printed on it. I still have it, and when I'm doing table work in rehearsal, I use it to carry my highlighters and other writing utensils. I love it.

I still love making hamburgers on the grill. I guess whenever I eat them childhood memories come up for me.

Coney Island was the centre of the world for me. I loved the rides, the hot dogs - I've never gotten over it.

I liked the Ballarat train as a child.

I love trains. I don't even mind First Great Western, which is a stupid name because it implies every carriage is first class, but they're not.

I love to see a wood full of bluebells. Growing up in the Kent countryside, I have special memories of this brief annual spectacle.

There are so many different reasons as to why I love riding trains. But I think ultimately it's the romantic feeling of it. There's something about it that just transports me into old films.

I love 'Les Mis' so much, like, since I was younger; I saw it when I was like, you know, 10, and I've seen it almost 18 times.

I was obsessed with movies when I was younger. During the summer, I would go by myself to a theater down the street from my house. I saw every comedy or science fiction movie that came out. My kids love going to the movies, but 3D scares them.

When I was very small, the electricity was turned off because we didn't pay the bill. I remember sitting by the oil lamp listening to my mother playing 'Careless Love' on the piano.

I love the smell of freshly cut grass. It takes me back to summers in Maine.

I love the smell of skunks. Driving down a back road and you smell a skunk that's sprayed or been hit. I love that. It reminds me of home.

I love Southeast Asia. As a child, I lived in that part of the world. My first time in Burma was in 1958 with my parents.

There's something about the sound of a train that's very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.

I spent much of my childhood on stations up north, loving that life and with many, many special memories, and so the country holds a very real place in my heart.

When I grew up, we went to Coney Island and Central Park. We'd find our way to the water and watch the fireworks.

My parents went to Italy a lot, but I didn't go with them. I can't believe that!

I loved Marseille when I was a boy.

I grew up taking the Long Island Railroad from Baldwin, New York into Penn Station and walking upstairs to Madison Square Garden. Those are some of my favorite memories.

It is almost axiomatic that the worst trains take you through magical places.

Another thing I recall was falling in love with Shirley Temple when I was nine or ten.

Rain is my lover, my apple strudel. / It haunts my heels like a pedigreed poodle. / Beyond the seas or across the nation, / It follows me faithful on every vacation.

I used to listen to it all the time when I was little and thinking about grown-up things. I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and the trees behind it and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.