Greyhound Quotes

“So he bought tickets to the Greyhound and they climbed, painfully, inch by inch and with the knowledge that, once they reached the top, there would be one breath-taking moment when the car would tip precariously into space, over an incline six stories steep and then plunge, like a plunging plane. She buried her head against him, fearing to look at the park spread below. He forced himself to look: thousands of little people and hundreds of bright little stands, and over it all the coal-smoke pall of the river factories and railroad yards. He saw in that moment the whole dim-lit city on the last night of summer; the troubled streets that led to the abandoned beaches, the for-rent signs above overnight hotels and furnished basement rooms, moving trolleys and rising bridges: the cagework city, beneath a coalsmoke sky.”
― Nelson Algren, Never Come Morning

“I climbed aboard a Greyhound bus and rode it to New York without telling anyone, without so much as a goodbye. What was I thinking? I wasn’t. I was young and stupid and broken. I knew from watching movies that broken people hopped on buses and disappeared. New York seemed far away, geographically, mentally.”
― Ken Wheaton, Sweet as Cane, Salty as Tears

“Budget airlines are the Greyhound busses of the skies.”
― Steven Magee

“Budget airlines are the Greyhound busses of the skies and they attract comparable customers.”
― Steven Magee

“Oh, Daisy!"
The puppy wriggled happily.
Daisy had taken an idiotic liking to Julian--- despite his best effort to dissuade the animal. For a moment he curled his fingers into her velvet-soft fur, wishing...
Then Julian dropped the puppy onto his sister's lap.”
― Elizabeth Hoyt, The door into the rose garden

“As Julian approached, a ridiculous Italian greyhound ran at him and attempted to shred his stockings by jumping at his legs.
Julian deftly caught the animal and continued his progress, stopping before his sister Messalina. "Yours, I presume?"
Messalina glanced up, the glass of her ebony hair reflecting the light. "Oh, Daisy!"
The puppy wriggled happily.
Daisy had taken an idiotic liking to Julian--- despite his best effort to dissuade the animal. For a moment he curled his fingers into her velvet-soft fur, wishing...
Then Julian dropped the puppy onto his sister's lap.”
― Elizabeth Hoyt, No Ordinary Duchess