That's at least 4 million of streets per year that's what we collect in taxes to improve the streets for Major Thoroughfare.
Quotes about thoroughfare (12 Quotes)
We just don't know how this corner lot will be developed. We can't force them to build a driveway before a development comes in. This isn't a public thoroughfare. This is essentially a driveway. When the development comes in, they have a choice as to how they align the drive.
The wide wonder of Broadway is disconsolate in the daytime but gaudily glorious at night, with a milling crowd filling sidewalk and roadway, silent, going up, going down, between upstanding banks of brilliant lights, each building braided and embossed with glowing, many-colored bulbs of man-rayed luminance. A glowing valley of the shadow of life. The strolling crowd went slowly by through the kinematically divine thoroughfare of New York.
It's certainly a major thoroughfare across the United States, and to have it disrupted is not good news for commerce,
We started on the county thoroughfare plan but to do that, we had to determine what are county roads and what's not. This plan will be completed in March and we'll continue to prepare for a future growth.
We're looking for input from the public on our thoroughfare plan. We're consolidating each city's plan with ours and then using data and information from the Texas Department of Transportation to create traffic models for county roads.
The Western Mediterranean, having become a Musulman lake, was no longer the thoroughfare of commerce and of thought which it had always been.
Katrina is a catalyst for these discussions because of CSX's commitment to helping the Coast recover and because of the obvious need to resolve this question in the near-term. We're talking about another east-west thoroughfare for traffic. We've got to know whether that's viable in the near-term we can't wait years.
The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
Explosion after explosion followed. One looked for the buildings to topple over, to see passersby clutch at their hearts and fall over into the street. The effects of the day's celebration were wherever one looked the street, caught in the light of the burned-out sunset, resembled some thoroughfare in Hell.
It was a September evening, and not yet seven o'clock, but the day had been a dreary one, and a dense drizzly fog lay low upon the great city. Mud-colored clouds drooped sadly over the muddy streets. Down the Strand the lamps were but misty splotches of diffused light which threw a feeble circular glimmer upon the slimy pavement. The yellow glare from the shop-windows streamed out into the steamy, vaporous air, and threw a murky, shifting radiance across the crowded thoroughfare. There was, to my mind, something eerie and ghost-like in the endless procession of faces which flitted across these narrow bars of light,--sad faces and glad, haggard and merry. Like all human kind, they flitted from the gloom into the light, and so back into the gloom once more.
The nearer I approach the end, the clearer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It is marvelous yet simple. For half a century I have been writing my thoughts in prose, verse, history, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode and song I have tried all but I feel that I have not said a thousandth part of that which is in me. When I go down to the grave I can say like many others, 'I have finished my day's work' but I cannot say, 'I have finished my life's work' my day's work will begin the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley. It is an open thoroughfare. It closes in the twilight to open in the dawn. My work is only beginning my work is hardly above its foundation. I would gladly see it mounting forever. The thirst for the infinite proves infinity.