If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.

Fire truck with back end on fire drives really fast in circles.

Even a doctor would be baffled at how my heart conveniently decides to beat faster or slower – depending on whether I’m thinking about you or not.

The best thing about being a trucker is you can drive as fast as you want.

Every barber always prays for the fast growth of the human hair. It’s a blessing for them.

Eleven years. Although each night had been long, the years had gone fast.

We got some quick baskets. We scored on transition and we really pushed the pace.

One glance at you, that’s all it takes to make my heart beat faster.

When I’m with you, hours feel like seconds. But when we’re apart, days feel like years.

You have no idea how fast my heart beats when I see you!

Hands on her shoulders, I noted. Fast, but not too fast or it’s going to be over, fast. Keep your grunting to a minimum.

I thought: We are not close enough.
I though: He will not hear it.
I thought: He will hear it and be out so fast that we will have no chance.
I thought: Twenty seconds. I was breathing hard and fast.

I thought: Straight and fast. Maybe she just decided at the last second.

“No,” I said. And maybe it was only because Alaska couldn’t hit the brakes and I couldn’t hit the accelerator.

Why do you smoke so damn fast?

Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.

I ran like a cheetah – well, like a cheetah that smoked too much.

I’m the motherfucking fox, no one can catch the fox.

I don’t want to fucking die of old age before I get there, so move!

Lewis: For fuck’s sake! I can swim faster than this! Am I right?
Reese: Heard that…

The pigs can’t stop the fox; I’m too quick. I can rhyme while I run; I’m that slick.

Dom: You know what you’re doing?
Brian: I owe you a ten-second car.

A feeble man can see the farms that are fenced and tilled, the houses that are built. The strong man sees the possible houses and farms. His eye makes estates as fast as the sun breeds clouds.

Honestly, I’m a weak bitch. My punches are not good. I can run fast, but if I had to hold somebody from falling off a cliff, they’re going to die.

Pause and remember – Nothing lasts forever, Better days are coming, but they will come faster with faith.

For a truck driver to be driven by somebody else is an ordeal, for there are only three types of drivers: the too fast, the timid, and oneself.

You learn fast or you die young.

Fall in love fast, I’ll make sure I handle it delicate.

When you’re driving in the fast lane, but it feels like the slow lane.

Drive fast, get paid.

The whole passage was underlined in bleeding, water-soaked black ink. But there was another ink, this one a crisp blue, post-flood, and an arrow led from “How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!” to a margin note written in her loop-heavy cursive: Straight & Fast.

We drive the highways.

Mr. Bentley – He builds fast trucks.

After all this time, it still seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out—but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

For every time you call upon the Lord, may he answer you speedily, may you be sufficient and never lack in the basic things of life, good morning.

I take shortcuts. I have Jeep Wrangler.

Fun is driving fast in the mud without thinking about anything else.

Your Honda can be faster but remember my Jeep can be everywhere.