Middle Of Nowhere Quotes

No! Try not. Do, or do not. There is no try.

No matter how chaotic it is, wildflowers will still spring up in the middle of nowhere.

We are out in the middle of nowhere, as we can see – as you can plainly see.

I was born in Boston, but then I went down to Virginia. We spent a little time in Maryland, and then were in Virginia by the time I was seven. What struck me the most was that my mother thought that she had gone to the middle of nowhere, and we would still drive four hours for her to get her hair cut in Washington, D.C.

I think fire is so critical in the wild. You can cook with it, you can make tools, you can deter a predator, you can dry your clothes and you get that element of morale that matters so much when you’re stuck in the middle of nowhere.

I have a place in New England. It’s in the middle of nowhere, like horror movie style – Stephen King-ville. It’s a good kind of retreat for me to regroup my thoughts and work. I split time: 50 percent there, 50 percent in New York

I grew up in New Mexico, and the older I get, I have less need for contemporary culture and big cities and all the stuff we are bombarded with. I am happier at my ranch in the middle of nowhere watching a bug carry leaves across the grass, listening to silence, riding my horse, and being in open space.

Where else can you be as free as by yourself in the middle of nowhere, or in the middle of the ocean, or on the peak of a mountain. Adventure is freedom.

I’m pretty outdoorsy. My family used to live in the hills in the middle of nowhere pretty much. We literally used to have bow and arrows and air rifles and were throwing knives.

Where are you going?” I asked. “The middle of nowhere.” “I thought this was it.” “Nah.” You shook your head. “This is just the edge.

In the middle of nowhere, an old wooden bridge is a golden bridge!

Because of the need to remove all modernism, we stayed in the middle of nowhere all day long, living out of tents. It was cold. It definitely set the scene.

I live in the middle of nowhere and I’m an insomniac. I just make the time and I read and write really fast so that makes a lot possible for me. I wish I had an explanation for it. I’m grateful for it.

You are an incredible child of God having a dream that you are a human being on a tiny planet in the middle of nowhere.

District 12. Where you can starve to death in safety,” I mutter. Then I glance quickly over my shoulder. Even here, in the middle of nowhere, you worry someone might overhear you.

For many people, Mrs. Brown has come from the middle of nowhere. But Mrs. Brown was first written for radio. I wrote it for a radio series in 1992. It was a five-minute piece for radio, and it’s been absolutely astonishing.

But, dear God, don’t listen to me. I’m an old lady in the middle of nowhere without a real toilet.