Alan Schaaf Quotes

I am a really bad traveler, I hate traveling and I hate being late so I figure if I could just click my fingers and be somewhere then that would be great!

I love to travel but hate traffic and planes. I wish I could just beam myself anywhere instantly.

I wish there was something where you could blink an eye and be somewhere. I'm a very nervous flier. I wish we could get from point A to point B instantly.

Flying is just such a hassle. If I had a million dollars, I would teleport.

For a nation which has an almost evil reputation for bustle, bustle, bustle, and rush, rush, rush, we spend an enormous amount of time standing around in line in front of windows, just waiting.

I'd like to be able to travel anywhere in an instant.

I love being new places and hate getting there, and have been known to say on multiple occasions that I would give anything from a piece of my soul to a limb to a portion of my life savings to teleport. Especially when bad weather keeps me off planes.

Whenever I have to do something, I try to minimise the time it takes me to do it. I just cannot wait.

If a transporter could send me from the bed with the dogs watching crappy TV to the stage five minutes before I go on, then immediately back to bed, I would love it.

A teleporter would be nice. There are lots of places I want to go, but getting there is a pain.

I wish I could teleport and cut out the travelling in between gigs. I want the luxury of the shows without the painful bits stuck on a tour bus.

Because I travel so much, my biggest pet peeve is dealing with travelers - the travelers who can't figure things out. My pet peeve is people who just have no idea how to travel.

It's bad enough wasting time without killing it.

Flying is always an unpleasant experience. You wait an hour for every ten minutes you actually spend getting anywhere.

Don't you hate it when...your suitcase is the last one off the airplane?

Biding time is easy -- and gets you nowhere.

Anticipation is making me late, it's keeping me waiting.

She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.

Kitten, you still haven’t told her? Blimey, what are you waiting for?” “The Second Coming of Christ!” I snapped.

If anyone other than you had me fly halfway around the world just to keep me waiting while you were obviously lingering in bed, I’d have my driver run them over. Twice.

You know I'm getting a little tired of waiting for you to catch on.

It comes so soon, the moment when there is nothing left to wait for.

February... Now more than ever one must remind oneself that it is wasteful folly to wish that time would pass, or - as the puritanical old saying used to have it - to kill time until it kills you.

Why always "not yet"? Do flowers in spring say "not yet"?

Soon never comes soon enough to a young child.