Browsing Topic Best Rearview Mirror Quotes

The best way to get even with anyone is to put them in the rearview mirror on your way to something better.

I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.

I love driving, but sometimes, I’m not too good at it because I spend too much time looking in the rearview mirror if I know I’m being followed. You don’t respond like, ‘Oh, there’s paparazzi.’ It’s more like, ‘There’s a man, and he’s going to attack me.’ That’s how your body responds.

God reveals Himself in rearview mirrors. And I’ve an inkling that there are times when we need to drive a long, long distance, before we can look back and see God’s back in the rearview mirror. Maybe sometimes about as far as heaven — that kind of distance.

I was just about to ask you the same thing. I know you followed me. Don’t look so suprised. It’s called a rearview mirror. Are you stalking me for a specific reason?

You won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.

God reveals Himself in rearview mirrors.

I really try to forget. I only look at my old works if there’s an interview and someone asks me about it. Otherwise, it’s not even in the rearview mirror.

Can I tell you how strange it is to look in your rearview mirror and see guys in cars tailing you?

we live in a world of excess: too many kinds of coffee, too many magazines, too many types of bread, too many digital recordings of Beethoven’s Ninth, too many choices of rearview mirrors on the latest Renault. Sometimes you say to yourself: It’s too much, it’s all too much.

I am reminded that no matter how hard you try, you can never be more than twelve years old with your parents. Parents earnestly try not to inflame, but their comments contain no scale and a strange focus. Discussing your private life with parents is like misguidedly looking at a zit in a car’s rearview mirror and being convinced, in the absence of contrast or context, that you have developed combined heat rash and skin cancer.

Given the slow pace of Washington’s bureaucracy, policymakers are often busy solving yesterday’s problems. This rearview mirror approach afflicts Mr. Obama and his Democratic allies in Congress.

If Los Angeles is a woman reclining billboard model with collagen-puffed lips and silicone-inflated breasts, a woman in a magenta convertible with heart-shaped sunglasses and cotton candy hair; if Los Angeles is this woman, then the San Fernando Valley is her teenybopper sister. The teenybopper sister snaps bug stretchy pink bubbles over her tongue and checks her lipgloss in the rearview mirror, . . . Teeny plays the radio too loud and bites her nails, wondering if the glitter polish will poison her.

It may be tempting to look back and wring our hands over missed opportunities for change in the preceding decades. But, I’m not interested at looking in the rearview mirror except to learn.

Every woman needs secrets,’ her mother said with a smile then, her eyes meeting Sally’s in the rearview mirror. ‘Remember that when you’re old like me, pumpkin, because the world has a way of making a woman’s life everyone else’s business–you have to dig out a little place that’s only yours.

You have to find hope. Hope is such a shape shifter. You tend to look in the rearview mirror for hope, but when its gone, you have to look forward. You have to get in the van and keep driving on.

Connie drove a silver Camry with rosary beads hanging from her rearview mirror and a Smith& Wesson stuck under the seat. No matter whatwent down, Connie was covered.

I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror. Some lipstick would go with this truck, I thought.

Your future starts today. Don’t go through life looking in the rearview mirror. Your life is filled with possibility.

See, when you drive home today, you’ve got a big windshield on the front of your car. And you’ve got a little bitty rearview mirror. And the reason the windshield is so large and the rearview mirror is so small is because what’s happened in your past is not near as important as what’s in your future.

No matter where you go, you always see yourself in the rearview mirror.

Look in the rearview mirror long enough & you’ll see that God has purposely positioned you everywhere you’ve been-even when it seemed you’d taken a wrong turn.

We go forward looking in the rearview mirror.

We drive into the future using only our rearview mirror.

In my life there were a lot of situations where I could have been killed or some officer might have been killed chasing me, a lot of things could be different. Now, you know that’s experience you can’t buy. And it’s there in my rearview mirror and I can refer to it in my writing. I have the experience to talk about things some people only imagine.

Speed damages our souls because living fast consumes every ounce of our energy. Speed has a deafening roar that drowns our the whispering voices of our souls and leaves Jesus as a diminishing speck in the rearview mirror.

I can’t believe how much this place has grown, Hazel muttered. The taxi driver grinned in the rearview mirror. Been a long time since you visited, miss? About seventy years, Hazel said. The driver slid the glass partition closed and drove on in silence.

Speed Limit – A sign that tells you at what speed the car that’s rapidly fading from view in your rearview mirror is going; a law that provides the sole means of support for many small-town police departments.

Sure, she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. What could go wrong? Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror. Besides everything, I mean, she said.

I don’t tend to look at myself through the rearview mirror where dates are concerned. I have blinders on the past and try to look forward.

My career means, if you’re a non-Indian writing about Indians, at least there’s one Indian in your rearview mirror.

In the business world, the rearview mirror is always clearer than the windshield.

It is undeniable that the French were in a better situation in 1960s then than they are today in 2017. I don’t look in the rearview mirror. But there was no need for us to experience an end to social progress since then.

The great times were never as great as they seem in the rearview mirror.

You can’t see the future through a rearview mirror