When I hear my teacher say, 'Line up with your partner,' I run to line up and grab my partner and I tell him to walk faster so we could dance faster. I love to dance.
Life is a Sisyphean race, run ever faster toward a finish line that is merely the start of the next race
When I die, they might as well bury me at the finish line at Churchill Downs so they can run over me one more time.
Here is the start, there is the finish line. Between that, you have to run.
I look at whatever the finish line is for the character and then kind of act backwards from that and play him in such a way so that that finish line is more rewarding.
I should just stay composed and run to the finish line.
Life is the only race you'll run where you don't know where the finish line is.
My father, though, could run very much faster. It was impossible to compete with him on the grass. But it was astonishing how slow old people were. Some of them could not run up a hill and called it trying to climb stairs.
I labor, I spend, I strive, I design, I love, I cling, I uphold, I give way, I envy, I long, I scorn, I die, I hide, I want. Faster, much faster than any man could make the tally.
I'm different than most people. When I cross the finish line of a big race, I see that people are ecstatic, but I'm thinking about what I'm going to do tomorrow. It's as if my journey is everlasting, and there is no finish line.
I'm different than most people...when I cross the finish line of a big race, I see that people are ecstatic, but I'm thinking about what I'm going to do tomorrow. It's as If my Journey is everlasting and there is no finish line
There's that wonderful line in Measure for Measure. I forget which of the characters has committed adultery and is going to die. He looks at his hand and says, "How could this die?" That's the joke. I've always thought, and this is nothing new, that we don't really believe we die. I think you're going to die, because I know that's what happens but I can't imagine I'm going to die.
You don’t have to run faster than the bear to get away. You just have to run faster than the guy next to you.
I'd rather run good and finish bad then run bad and finish a little better, honestly.
How to run an ultramarathon ? Puff out your chest, put one foot in front of the other, and don't stop till you cross the finish line.
Going for a really long run, a bike ride, or cross-country skiing helps me get away from all the noise. I tell myself, 'The pain you're feeling, just enjoy it because it's going to help you across that finish line first.' If you're having a crap day, go for a run. It makes a big difference.