Miles Quotes by Cheryl Strayed, Diana Gabaldon, Lee Child, Orson Welles, Jack Adams, Ric Flair and many others.
I walked all those miles, I learned all those lessons. It’s as if my new life was the gift I got at the end of a long struggle.
An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; and American thinks a hundred years is a long time
I need a stimulating environment to write because my books are driven at 100 miles per hour at a time.
I’m one of those fellows so frightened of driving that I go 80 miles an hour – and the more frightened I get, the faster I go.
We began intercepting Japanese radio transmissions, which indicated the two forces were very close to each other. We found out later that we were moving in opposite directions and passed each other by 32 miles.
I do close to 30 minutes in cardio at a very high rate. I raise the level of intensity. I do a level 18 on the elliptical at four miles an hour for 20 minutes. That’s 360 calories. I want to see someone else try that. The resistance factor at 18 is brutal. No one goes to 20.
If you believe you have a just cause, an important message, or a key contribution to make, you will be just as innovative as a college freshman desperate to see his girlfriend six hundred miles away. You will get there any way you can.
As a colored woman I might enter Washington any night, stranger in a strange land, and walk miles without finding a place to lay my head
I don’t purposely speed, but I might go over by five or six miles an hour from time to time. It doesn’t give me a buzz driving on normal roads, because I can’t go fast enough. It’s never going to be anything like an F1 car.
I found longer races boring. I found the mile just perfect.
When you’re on a boat, 15 nautical miles off the coast and you’re with a bunch of fishermen, they don’t give two shits about who you are.
I am proud of everyone I have given a break to. Of course, some have reached miles ahead and some are still not quite there, but they are all trying and working very hard.
There were years of that stuff that will never leave me. Never. When the bus turned a million miles – that’s a lot of traveling. It’s really cool to think about. I’m blessed to have traveled a million miles on a tour bus.
The first time I went on a serious run was when I was 21 years old at Stanford University. From 21 to 30, I continued the tradition and ran 10 miles every year on my birthday.
And when those bombs went off, there were runners who, after finishing a marathon, kept running for another two miles to the hospital to donate blood. So, here’s what I know – these maniacs may have tried to make life bad for the people of Boston, but all they can ever do, is show just how good those people are.
I’m actually a very quiet person off the golf course. I talk 150 miles per hour when I’m at the course, but when in private I very seldom ever open my mouth.
When you try to do something ten per cent better, you tend to work from where you are: if I ask you to make a car that goes 50 miles a gallon, you can just retool the engine you already have.
If we don’t act, drilling will be allowed only 3 miles off Florida’s east coast beaches.
I grew up in rural Alabama, 50 miles from Montgomery, in a very loving, wonderful family: wonderful mother, wonderful father. We attended church; we went to Sunday school every Sunday.
Portland, Oregon won’t build a mile of road without a mile of bike path. You can commute there, even with that weather, all the time.
Having the ability to walk to the grocery store, ride my bike miles away to a friend’s house, and spend most of the day unsupervised gave me confidence in myself. But I don’t give my daughter that same freedom, and I never have, because I fear the possible repercussions.
I am deeply humbled by the hope and trust that Londoners have placed in me. I grew up on a council estate just a few miles from City Hall, and I never imagined that Londoners would one day elect someone like me to lead our great capital city.
I always look at these superhero films, and I see people hurdling towards at a hundred miles per hour, and then they get up, shake their head, and charge back at a hundred miles per hour. Nobody seems to really get injured or hurt. I don’t find any threat in that. There is no tension in that whatsoever.
We scientists are clever — too clever — are you not satisfied? Is four square miles in one bomb not enough? Men are still thinking. Just tell us how big you want it!
I don’t think we listened to any rock n’ roll at all in the early days. It was Miles Davis and John Coltrane 95% of the time.
Scientists at MIT and engineering schools all across America say that they could improve the fuel economy standards for the existing set of vehicles by 10 miles per gallon using existing technology, without compromising safety or comfort at all.
But while the British empire is easy to write about, it is very difficult to summarise. This is because what we call ’empire’ spans 400 years in time and thousands of miles in space; every continent on Earth was directly affected by it.
And while these pounds were being shed, while the physiological miracles were occurring with the heart and muscle and metabolism, psychological marvels were taking place as well. Just so, the world over, bodies, minds, and souls are constantly being born again, during miles on the road.
Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about
There’s scarce a bush.
Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about
There’s scarce a bush.
In October 2014, for the first time in almost three-quarters of a century, a gray wolf was seen loping along the forested North Rim of the Grand Canyon, in Arizona. She had walked hundreds of miles, probably from Wyoming or Idaho.
My dinner party,’ Miles grated. ‘It’s just breaking up.’ And sinking. All souls feared lost.
Bowling was my natural skill. I didn’t know how I was doing it, but I was spinning it miles and bamboozling people.
When I was 40 and looking at 60, it seemed like a thousand miles away. But 62 feels like a week and a half away from 80. I must now get on with those things I always talked about doing but put off.
Lengthen your stride/go the extra mile
Did you ever look in the mirror And see a stranger standing there? Did you ever drive for miles and miles And wonder how on earth you got yourself there?
When you went into a Boston Chicken and ordered quarter-chicken, white, with mash and corn, when that was rung up, that would signal all the way along the supply chain the need for more potatoes to be put on a truck a thousand miles away.
Washington, or as I like to call it, 68 square miles surrounded by reality.
It’s that mindset we have where we think we are indestructible. I know at least I went through that phase, where everything was excessive! Like if I drove a fast car I’d just have to take it to 130 miles per hour or more, you know!
I grew up about 60 miles northwest of New York, in Middletown, NY.
In our interdependent world, our neighbors are not only on our street, but can be ten thousand miles away on an island in rising seas.
I will not permit thirty men to travel four hundred miles to agitate a bag of wind.
Unless you live in Indonesia, there should be several malls within five miles of your home. It makes no difference whatsoever which one you go to: Under federal law, all malls in the United States must have the same 42 chain stores.
It always rains on tents. Rainstorms will travel thousands of miles, against prevailing winds for the opportunity to rain on a tent.
It’s crazy: when it’s raining, it makes no sense to me that people drive 10 miles an hour faster than they normally would, but then the other thing that makes no sense is when people drive 30 miles an hour slower than normal.
There are certainly numberless women of fashion who consider it perfectly natural to go miles down Fifth Avenue, or Madison Avenue, yet for whom a voyage of half a dozen blocks to east or west would be an adventure, almost a dangerous impairment of good breeding.
Deep beneath the surface of the Sun, enormous forces were gathering. At any moment, the energies of a million hydrogen bombs might burst forth in the awesome explosion…. Climbing at millions of miles per hour, an invisible fireball many times the size of Earth would leap from the Sun and head out across space.
It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile, and that a million square miles are almost the same as heaven.
I made an a capella cover of Kesha when everyone else was listening to Miles Davis and people didn’t like it. They imitated me.
Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.
Today’s reading was “if they ask you to walk a mile, walk two. Don’t take an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth.” You have chances every second to live this Word, but it has to be in you. It can’t just be an idea; it has to sink from the mind into the heart.
If Miles Davis hadn’t died it would have been interesting to do an album with him, but there wasn’t much else that would have got me into the studio… although Herbie Hancock has just been in touch about doing something and that would be an interesting combination.
You cannot underestimate the sharpness of people’s BS radar. They can spot a soulless, bureaucratic tactic a million miles away.
A carriage will start from Washington in the morning, the passengers will breakfast at Baltimore, dine at Philadelphia, and sup in New York the same day…. Engines will drive boats 10 or 12 miles an hour, and there will be hundreds of steamers running on the Mississippi, as predicted years ago.
Spent most of the summer looking for shade. Driving around. Shade. Please? Driving in malls. I’ll park a mile away I don’t care. I’m just looking for a tree branch, anything. Long weed. Big leaf, get the front corner panel under it. Oh precious shade, I have it – you don’t!
An Osage tribal study found that between $41 million to $50 million left a 50-mile radius around their own casino
I was walking an average of about two and a half miles a day, which is still more than most Americans. Most Americans don’t even walk that.
From the walls of Baidi high in the coloured dawn To Jiangling by night-fall is three hundred miles, Yet monkeys are still calling on both banks behind me To my boat these ten thousand mountains away.
Mostly, two miles an hour is good going.
Miles above the Earth we know , Fancy’s rocket roars. Below, Here and Now are needles which Sew a pattern black as pitch, Waiting for the rocket’s light.
I love the fact that not many people can say ‘Oh, I went out and ran 20 miles today.’ I love how much dedication it takes and how much you learn a lot about yourself, your physical and mental limits. There’s just something about it.
The real reason why people are going with digital is that it’s extraordinarily mobile, and it’s cheaper, and it has a great image, and you just can’t beat it at night. It’s pulling in variations of colors; it’s pulling in lights from 40 miles away – a candle would be seen.
Now we’re like planets, holding to each other from a great distance. […] Now we’re hundreds of miles apart, our short arms keep us lonely, no one hears what’s in my head. […] It’s March, even the birds don’t know what to do with themselves.
I wait till the last minute to do lyrics. I seem to work best that way – bummed out and under pressure. I often don’t do my homework. But I’ll always walk that extra mile.
The biggest danger in sailing is not the open ocean. It’s hitting things. So if I have a thousand miles between me and land, a storm doesn’t really upset me. If the boat’s set up right, you get beat up a little bit, but the boat’s going to handle it fine.
The future of human society. Had it made an irrevocably false start? The compass error that gets harder to correct with every mile you go?
One cannot rule out a blizzard in Minnesota after Labor Day, and so when I travel for Thanksgiving or any time in the fall, I am careful to fly into Des Moines instead of Minneapolis and then drive the 200 miles north to my hometown.
Mile tracks put more emphasis on the driver. On the longer tracks, you can drive flat out all the way around, so it’s more of an engineering exercise. On a mile, you can’t run flat out. You’re constantly in traffic, there’s more driver involvement.
If you are the best, you must go that extra mile.
Have endless patterns and repetitions accompanying your thoughtlessness, as if to say let go of that other more linear story, with its beginning, middle, and end, with its transcendent end, let go, we are the poem, we have come miles of life, we have survived this far to tell you, go on, go on.
Do you know how fast you were going?” Fang looked at the speedometer…”No,” he said truthfully. I tagged you at seventy miles per hour,”she said, pulling out a clipboard. I let out an impressed whistle. “Excellent! I never thought we’d be that fast.” Fang shot me a look and I put my hand over my mouth.
As a young kid, I spent a lot of time exploring the world around me. I lived a few miles outside of a tiny town in central Oklahoma. I would often run amok though the fields of wheat, the patches of trees, along the railroad tracks, and on red dirt roads.
I’m happy to report you still get nothing you don’t need at Motel 6, and, therefore, you don’t have to pay for it. I don’t need valet parking. If I can drive the old crate 300 miles to the hotel all by myself, I can certainly handle the last nine feet to the parking space.
And here I am, instead of there. I’m sitting in this library, thousands of miles from my life, writing another letter I know I won’t be able to send, no matter how hard I try and how much I want to. How did that boy making love behind that shed become this man writing this letter at this table?
I took Laura on a trip once where we followed the Immigrant Trail for about six hundred miles. She really learned a lesson. People forget too often how it was back then.
The man whose horse trots a mile in a minute does not carry the most important messages.
There is a tradition that the church represents, without which we wouldn’t have the church, that’s all about diving deep beneath the surface of the culture and finding those timeless, eternal truths that the whole Christian enterprise is rooted in. And one of those is that you don’t come to God at 180 miles an hour.
One of my favorite bloggers who can articulate his ideas clearly is Avinash Kaushik. The only problem? His ideas are so awesome his posts are a mile long, but I promise they are worth the time.
As you get older, things conk out. It’s a bit like a car. As long as it’s something the mechanics can fix, you can chug on for a few more thousand miles.
I often think of those marvelous weeks spent in the Waddington Range in 1950. 2 new routes on the northern side of the peak and the 3rd ascent of the mountain as well. Waddington is one of the more beautiful peaks in all of Canada and it’s only 175 miles north of Vancouver. B.C.!!
In China, they appreciate someone who has worked hard. They say it is incredible to win seven world championships. I know it is, but it’s a shame I have to go 10,000 miles to get the whole crowd behind me.
And as far as jobs go, for every one job that the casino creates, one is lost in the 35-mile feeder market
The rain, which had continued yesterday and last night, ceased this morning. We then proceeded, and after passing two small islands about ten miles further, stopped for the night at Piper’s landing, opposite another island.
In moments when I question if I should be having kids, I think of all those phone calls from my sister-in-law, in which, 3,000 miles away, I hear my nephews screaming for her attention. I tell her I have to go because I am packing to leave for Europe, and her tone flatlines: “That must be nice.”
From 8,000 miles away… I would not judge a fellow soldier from a friendly nation and how they are employing their resources.
Miles and miles and miles.
There are no traffic jams along the extra mile.
I’m going to tell you the story about the geese which fly 5,000 miles from Canada to France. They fly in V-formation but the second ones don’t fly. They’re the subs for the first ones. And then the second ones take over – so it’s teamwork.
Because of restrictions on abortion access in their own state, many women in neighboring states are forced to travel hundreds of miles and cross state lines to seek an abortion. However, their rights should not have to depend on their zip code.
The problem that first demands solution is to discover the disruptive agent which would be potent enough to rip the Cloghvorra Stone from its parent bed, to bear it down the valley for miles, and to cast it on the mountain side.
I’m a thousand miles from nowhere, time don’t matter to me. I’m a thousand miles from nowhere and there’s not place that I want to be.
The time will come when people will travel in stages moved by steam engines from one city to another, almost as fast as birds can fly, 15 or 20 miles an hour….
So that’s why I said, if you look at the average, you would see the money New York got this year was in line with the average across the prior three years and substantially more, by a country mile, than the money given to any other city.
The convergence of the Rhone and Saone. Paul Bocuse. The birthplace of cinema. Chateauneuf-du-Pape just a few miles down the road. It does not get much better than Lyon.
Isn’t it god’s own image? tramping his thirty miles a day
after partridges, or a little rubber ball?
wouldn’t you like to be like that, well off, and quite the thing?
after partridges, or a little rubber ball?
wouldn’t you like to be like that, well off, and quite the thing?
Kids can spot a phony a mile away.
Miles was still mourning the loss of his Romantic Plan. ‘There was going to be champagne, and oysters, and you’ – he held out both hands as though shifting a piece of furniture – ‘were going to be sitting there, and I was going to get down on one knee, and…and…
Driving alone, you can make 800 miles a day.
And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and joyful, by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet, and learn to be at home.
I’ve been running wherever I can. There’s no set plan. At my best, I’m doing 10 miles every other day.
When you’re 8 years old, and you’ve become subconsciously familiar with the layout and design of Black Sparrow books, and you know the difference between Miles Davis and John Coltrane, something is bound to stick.
I was destined to work with dying patients. I had no choice when I encountered my first AIDS patient. I felt called to travel some 250,000 miles each year to hold workshops that helped people cope with the most painful aspects of life, death and the transition between the two.
By the mile it’s a trial, but by the inch it’s a cinch.
Look, if you’re driving down the highway at 120 miles an hour, I’d rather be behind the wheel than in the backseat.
I’ve got a lot of miles on my legs.
When I was banned for nine months I had an opportunity to focus on something else and I needed to focus on something else. It’s who I am. I admire Miles Davis and Chet Baker a lot and I like this instrument, so I tried and I learned and practised for two months. But I stopped after that.
She would stay on the road and in hiding, a balloon floating through the sky, eating up hundreds of miles a day with a help of the perpetual tailwind.
I run 5 miles every night. It’s where I go to digest my day, hash out the multitude of information that’s been poured into me in the last wild six months or so, and to try and condense it down to some sort of cohesive strategy to live my life by.
I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.
To stutter through it with you or even stop stuttering and say nothing, was so lucky and soft, better talk than mile-a-minute with anyone. After a few minutes we’d stop rattling, we’d adjust, we’d settle in, and the conversation would speed into the night.
They think they can make fuel from horse manure – now, I don’t know if your car will be able to get 30 miles to the gallon, but it’s sure gonna put a stop to siphoning.
I run 50-70 miles a week and lift five or six days. It’s my time.
It is a fact that scientists have deposited dye in certain lakes around Orlando and tracked the effluent to Florida Bay. There is a lake near Everglades City, Deep Lake, and large tarpon show up in that lake, 30 miles from the sea.
When I was in New York, I took my bike everywhere for transportation. I didn’t have a fixed-gear bicycle, like a lot of the messengers do, but I had a stripped-down deal – having lost a few good ones in New York – and I did 10 to 15 miles a day just getting around the city.
I’m often stunned when I come up over Mulholland, and I’m looking down at the Valley, and I can see for thirty miles; I can see the mountains, or all the way to the ocean.
I bought a Yamaha-1 and I was doing 180 miles per hour home on the 405 and that’s really, really crazy but I did it.
I had debilitating back pain. Three years later, I’m 40 pounds heavier and generating 20 or 25 miles an hour more ball speed.
I ran my first sub-4-minute mile in 1977 and since then have run 136 more. Nobody has run as many sub-4s as I have, and I intend to run at least one more.
There’s a new Mozart, a new Miles Davis, a new Misty Copeland, a new Matisse potentially languishing in a math class somewhere. If we fail to introduce them to art, we fail humanity.
You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.
Orbs are little bundles of positive energy and they think they can move between 500 and 1,000 miles per hour. They look like little round planets, but they come in all shapes and sizes. Conventional photography can’t pick them up, but digital cameras can.
All endeavour calls for the ability to tramp the last mile, shape the last plan, endure the last hours toil.
Best friends are made are made through smiles and tears, and sometimes that fades away through miles and years.
I couldn’t touch my toes with straight legs, but I could break 4 minutes for the mile.
When you can throw 97 miles an hour and put the ball over the plate anytime you want, it’s fun.
Step by step walk the thousand-mile road.
…for some of us, one mile can be more to walk than thirty.
It was the 31st of August in 1962 that eighteen of us traveled twenty-six miles to the county courthouse in Indianola to try to register to become first-class citizens. We was met in Indianola by policemen, Highway Patrolmen, and they only allowed two of us in to take the literacy test at the time.
Good horses make short miles.
I was involved in a serious accident driving in torrential rain at midnight in Cardiff. I was only doing five miles an hour, but because I couldn’t see very well, I crossed a junction and collided with another car that was driving very fast. I ended up in hospital for six weeks with a shattered pelvis.
Miles got a mystique about him-plus he’s at the top of his profession. And he’s got way, way, way more money.
I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve been walking over an archaeological site. And you can’t see anything on the ground, and pull back hundreds of miles in space, and all of a sudden you can see streets and roads and houses and even pyramids.
Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time.
I always have to go that extra mile, and I do it and I don’t mind doing it, but it isn’t fair.
Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know. Even if we run a hundred miles an hour to the other side of the continent, we find the very same problem awaiting us when we arrive.
A tree that can fill the span of a man’s arms grows from a downy tip; A terrace nine stories high rises from level earth; A journey of a thousand miles starts from beneath one’s feet.
Every mile was redolent of associations, which she would not have missed for the world, but each of which made her cry upon ‘the days that are no more’ with ineffable longing.
I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.
When you start working as an Internet entrepreneur, the world is moving at a million miles an hour and is changing rapidly.
When you arrive in Hiroshima you can look around and for 25 and perhaps 30 square miles you can see hardly a building. It gives you an empty feeling in the stomach to see such man-made devastation.
I didn’t really escape that gravity until I moved 300 miles south to go to college at 18, where authorship no longer seemed something liable to induce vengeful punishment.
If you’re at Kennedy Space Center, the closest you’re going to get to a rocket going off is like three and a half miles.
And at ten, or whatever time, in the morning we had the press conference, what we knew is there had been an incident at Three Mile Island, that it was shut down, that there was water that had escaped but it was contained.
Because I grew up trapped in the suburbs 8 miles outside of D.C. and I’ve never seen what people who live in D.C. look like.
Does Pete (Rose) hustle? Before the All-Star game he came into the clubhouse and took off his shoes and they ran another mile without him.
Shall we then judge a country by the majority, or by the minority? By the minority, surely. ‘Tis pedantry to estimate nations by the census, or by square miles of land, or other than by their importance to the mind of the time.
The day after that wedding night I found that a distance of a thousand miles, abyss and discovery and irremediable metamorphosis, separated me from the day before.
I’ve always wanted to walk the whole of the Chesapeake & Ohio Canal, which winds 184.5 miles from Georgetown to Cumberland, Maryland.
Light doesn’t penetrate beneath the surface of the water, so ocean creatures like whales and dolphins and even 800 species of fish communicate by sound. And a North Atlantic right whale can transmit across hundreds of miles.
We remained at our encampment of this day until the morning of the 7th, when we descended ten miles lower down and encamped on a spot of ground where several thousand Indians had wintered during the past season.
According to the ancient Chinese proverb, A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
Just because you’re from a city ten miles outside of St. Paul. It doesn’t mean you don’t read magazines, or the incredible Internet, and what’s going on in the world. I never, ever take a client, or women, for granted.
If we take care of the inches, we will not have to worry about the miles.
I grew up in a small segregated steel town 6o miles outside of Cleveland, my parents grew up in the segregated south. As a family we struggled financially, and I grew up in the ’60s and ’70s where overt racism ruled the day.
If two people believe in the same story, they might be thousands of miles apart and total strangers, but they still have a sense they can trust each other.
Downhillers are going over 110 miles per hour. But no matter what, you can’t hit the fence at 100 miles per hour.
[T]here are depths of thousands of miles which are hidden from our inquiry. The only tidings we have from those unfathomable regions are by means of volcanoes, those burning mountains that seem to discharge their materials from the lowest abysses of the earth.
I work with many jazz artists as Miles Davis, Laughlin, etc.. One of the things all these artists had in common is that they had no fear.
Southern barbecue is the closest thing we have in the U.S. to Europe’s wines or cheeses; drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.
Auguries of innocence “The emmet’s inch and eagle’s mile Make lame philosophy to smile. He who doubts from what he sees Will ne’er believe, do what you please.
I was born in Oakland and grew up, probably about five miles from Oakland, in Hayward. And Hayward was OK. Like, Hayward wasn’t – very much a working-class area and had definitely went through a decline and is now, seemingly, coming back around, which is nice to see.
Trust, which is a virtue, is also a habit, like prayer. It requires exercise. And just as no one can run five miles a day and cede the cardiovascular effects to someone else, no one can trust for us.
Detroit, the heart of the country… I grew up on 10 Mile, 2 miles better than 8 Mile.
I just went off for two months traveling around Europe on a motorcycle and pretty much turned my phone off. I did 5,000 miles with my dad. We went through Holland, Germany, Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia, Montenegro, Italy… and then I did Spain and France by myself.
The reality, sitting ten thousand miles away, is that we remain the country that inspires. We remain that shining city on a hill.
Lawrence immediately saw that it was a trick question. You would have to be some kind of idiot to make the facile assumption that the current would add or subtract 5 miles per hour to or from the speed of the boat.
Simply raising fuel economy standards for passenger cars and light trucks to 33 miles per gallon would eliminate our oil imports from the Persian Gulf.
I recently learned that in an average lifetime a person walks about sixty-five thousand miles. That’s two and a half times around the world. I wonder where your steps will take you. I wonder how you’ll use the rest of the miles you’re given.
I always told the people at Cal Arts that if they wanted me to do Jazz studies, first of all, there couldn’t be a big band within 500 miles and that I could do what I wanted to do. And they said I could.
Miles Davis fully embraced possibilities and delved into it. He was criticized heavily from the jazz side. He was supposed to be part of a tradition, but he didn’t consider himself part of a tradition.
I am a firm believer that you can make a difference in someone’s life – whether they’re thousands of miles away, or on your own block.
I am, in fact, a medical doctor; I am a world expert in mechanical heart technology; and I am an athletically fit man who takes care of his own health through diet and exercise, including frequent five mile runs.
The consummate gentleman on the planet today is George Clooney, who never fails to go the extra mile for people. Every person matters to George.
For ‘So Cold the River,’ I’m actually working on adapting the book with Scott Silver, who was just nominated for an Oscar for ‘The Fighter,’ and who also wrote ‘8 Mile,’ which I think is a terrific screenplay. The chance to work with Scott is a tremendous pleasure and I’m learning a lot.
You were not wanted. You were, at best, tolerated. You had to be constantly on your guard, like an animal in a jungle full of beasts of prey. You experienced it all within the short distance of five miles from the gates of St. Peter’s to Park Station in the city.
I could feel my anger dissipating as the miles went by–you can’t run and stay mad!
Hitting a baseball well, as in cricket, is a very rare skill. One of most difficult things to do in the world to do, hitting a ball coming at you at ninety miles an hour with a round bat. Wonderful to watch.
I grew up on a bayou. The small town that I lived in was, like, 10 miles from me. I grew up in the middle of nowhere.
Tax reform exists, sort of, as an outline – miles away from being actual passed legislation.
Stiller was able to reach speeds of around 35 miles per hour, no small task for someone who had never longboarded before.
I mean she’s Cleopatra… shouldn’t she and Antony have known better? They were so different…” “Variety is the spice of life” “And from a thousand miles apart” “Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Around mile 20 I was feeling so good, I wanted to kiss everyone.
But my attitude about it is I have miles to go before I sleep.
My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… literally.
you give me fever from miles around ill pick you up in my car and well paint the toown
People who don’t know how old I am can cast me as the woman in ‘Girl with a Pearl Earring’ and can cast me as Stella in ‘Streetcar Named Desire,’ and they are miles apart.
There isn’t enough renewable fuel in the world to crack our growing addiction to foreign oil. We need to decrease miles driven and increase engine efficiency.
It is worth it to leave behing my minor life for grander maybes.
To power the country by building 186,000 fifty-story wind turbines – and running 19,000 miles of new transmission lines – just seems impractical and preposterous compared to the idea of building a hundred new nuclear facilities primarily on the sites we already have.
I would not sacrifice a single living mesquite tree for any book ever written. One square mile of living desert is worth a hundred ‘great books’ – and one brave deed is worth a thousand.
Cyclists are insane. You’re going through the Alps, climbing up mountains. There’s this circus around them. They’re so tough. When they have a day off, they go out and cycle 100 miles.
I enjoy sports movies that don’t sugarcoat. One thing that irritates me about sports movies is that they’re like, ‘The magic of the ball,’ and ‘The magic of the stadium.’ It ain’t that magical. When you get hit coming across the middle at 25 miles per hour, the magic’s over.
She didn’t see him at first. She was watching the dancers. Her color was high, and there were deep dimples at the corners of her mouth. She looked nine miles out of place, but he had never loved her more. This was Willa on the edge of a smile.
If you could drive straight down, into a tunnel bored through the crust of the planet, you’d hit this molten mess in about an hour. It’s called the asthenosphere – a sluggish sea, several hundred miles thick, on which floats the Earth’s cool epidermis – the so-called tectonic plates.
Today Homeland Security Chief Tom Ridge lowered the terror alert from orange to yellow. Does anybody need 16 miles of duct tape?
A Jack Russell terrier? My god. He’ll burn you up. They never stop. A German shepherd, you can only go so many miles.
I have miles to go before I sleep.
I think we are in a time where the youth play such a huge role. It’s up to us to go the extra mile to vote and raise our voices.
May is a very early time in the year and the weather is usually bad. You cannot run a fast mile race if there is a strong wind, because it makes your running uneven.
I think it’s inevitable that New Zealand will become a republic and that would reflect the reality that New Zealand is a totally sovereign-independent 21st century nation 12,000 miles from the United Kingdom.
All the miles of a hard road are worth a moment of true happiness.
When you give the government an inch, they take a mile.
You can’t rush the miles. No matter how fast I run, the five miles isn’t going to be done in the first five minutes.
Polar bears can swim 100 miles. They aren’t like us. We might be ‘stranded’ on an ice floe if there’s no land nearby, and we had no helicopter and no jet ski. We might be in trouble, but they’re polar bears, and they can live in icy cold water by design. They love it.
How small the vastest of human catastrophes may seem, at a distance of a few million miles.
Before you abuse, criticize, and accuse walk a mile in my shoes.
Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you’re already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you’ve grown up.
Clearly it’s not easy for woman in modern society, no matter where we live. We still have to go extra mile to prove that we are equal to men. We have to work longer hours and make more sacrifices. And we must emotionally protect ourselves from unfair, often vicious attacks made on us.
I love taking the boat to the Farne Islands, a few miles offshore. It has a National Trust bird sanctuary with seals and every sort of seabird you can imagine.
As long as you draw breath anywhere -here or ten thousands miles from here- I will love you. I can’t help loving you, so I choose to hate you…to make my love bearable.
Brass bands are all very well in their place – outdoors and several miles away.
Tenacity is a pretty fair substitute for bravery, and the best form of tenacity I know is expressed in a Danish fur trapper’s principle: “The next mile is the only one a person really has to make.”
I might enjoy being an albatross, being able to glide for days and daydream for hundreds of miles along the thermals. And then being able to hang like an affliction round some people’s necks.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.
You can go a hundred miles a second Don’t have to drive no lousy cab Got everything you want and more man And the King picks up the tab You walk around on streets of gold all day And you never have to listen To what these customers say and I know.
Breathing, n You had asthma as a child, had to carry around an inhaler. But when you grew older, it went away. You could run for miles and it was fine. Sometimes I worry that this is happening to me in reverse. The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.
Trains are not any more energy efficient than the average automobile, with both getting about 48 passenger miles to the gallon.
And we turned off and 30 miles south they’re standing in the middle of our road blocking our way, stopped the car, got out, took us through the path in the woods, where the craft was on the ground.
There are a lot of comedic actors who are just out to be the funny one and get all the laughs and they’ll sacrifice your joke, the scene, the story just to be the star. All they want is attention and to be number one. You can spot those guys from a mile away and they’re the worst.
Why does the U.S. care which flag will be hoisted on a small piece of land thousands of miles away?
Hunting for meteorites is like trying to find a pebble on miles of beach.
Only a rank degenerate would drive 1,500 miles across Texas without eating a chicken fried steak.
I don’t see a great difference between someone sending a robot or a drone to bomb people and controlling it on a PlayStation from another country. It’s thousands of miles away as opposed to someone in an airplane who is thousands of feet away releasing a bomb.
I’ve spent thousands of hours under water. And even in the deepest dive I have ever made, 2.5 miles (about 4 kilometers) down, I saw trash and other tangible evidence of our presence.
Then, again, how annoying to be told it is only five miles to the next place when it is really eight or ten!
I was working on the farm to get in shape, about a mile away from my parents. You know, I did everything as a kid to stay in shape – jogging, work on the farm, driving the tractor. I’ll never forget.
If your body needs certain food, you have to give it to it. And as an athlete, if I’m doing 100 miles a week and working out, if I eat bad food one day, it’s not bad for me because I burn it off.
In the press grandstand where I watched Discovery rise against the cloudless sky, the media hit the abort button on cynicism. The Earth shook to the sounds of man, three miles away. The candle lit. . . only someone stripped of awe can leave a launch untouched.
The weird set an example for the rest of us. They raise the bar. They show us through their actions that in fact we’re wired to do the new, not to comply with someone a thousand miles away.
To be a lone filmmaker thousands of miles from home with nobody believing in me, that seems romantic.
If you pay your credit card off every month, get a rewards card. One that gives you airline miles or that will give you 1 percent cash back at least on every purchase.
I grew up thirty miles down the highway in San Marcos, and I’ve still got family there, so I guess I’m pretty well rooted.
Make no mistake, the woman had a heart. She had a bigger one that people would think. There was a lot in it, stored up, high in miles of hidden shelving. Remember that she was the woman with the instrument strapped to her body in the long, moon-slit night.
It’s hard to be wrongfully accused, but it’s worse when the people looking down on you are clods who have never read a book or traveled more than twenty miles from the place they were born.
If you feel you are the body type, then running can be very beautiful for you: a four, five mile run every day. And make it a meditation. It will transform you completely.
I’ve run 1,000 miles in Baja, and that’s pretty much nonstop.
I like Alaska for the salmon fishing – it’s fantastic there. I usually stay in a log cabin with no one around for miles. I like to go with friends, but I’m also happy to be on my own with nature.
We believe widespread adoption of home solar will significantly improve life in cities by phasing out polluting coal plants, eliminating miles of ugly new transmission lines, and ensuring cleaner, healthier lives.
I still have my bad days when I think I’m not getting everything I deserve. But those pass quickly once my Mother gets on the phone and says, ‘listen, we used to eat rocks and walk 80 miles a day to school.
When Attenborough asked me to do Gandhi it was almost like stepping off one boat and stepping on to another, even though both boats are going at 60 miles per hour.
I love voyaging – the longest has been 3,000 miles to Hawaii. I’ve also spent weeks all over the Caribbean.
The best gift for an actor is the love of the fans. Many make sweet cards, write letters and even come and meet me wherever I am in India. The love and blessings of your elders is also always cherished, but the extra mile that the fans go to is memorable.
I would have to commit a crime and have cops chase me. That would be the only way to get me to jog five miles.
We’re the roughest people in the way we play and live, and that is because Americans come from people who all got up one morning and went 5,000 miles, and that was a time in the 19th century when it wasn’t so easy to do.
When I was young, one Sunday every month or so, my mom would load my brothers and me into our station wagon and drive 80 miles north to Orange County, where we’d meet our extended family at a Persian restaurant for lunch.
Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen.
New tracks like Las Vegas, hell, you could drive off the end of that track and continue safely 20 miles into the desert. But there’s not a day goes by I don’t think of Scott [Kalitta]. It’s still traumatic.
Three half-mile repeats on the track at 5-K race pace with a short recovery jog in between shouldn’t scare anyone away-and it will improve your speed.
You cannot underestimate people’s ability to spot a soulless, bureaucratic tactic a million miles away. It’s a big reason why so many companies that have dipped a toe in social media waters have failed miserably.
I have been through various fitness regimes. I used to run about five miles a day and I did aerobics for a while.
Solitude is not measured by the miles of space that intervene between a man and his fellows.
But it’s the wrestler who can put the fatigue out of his mind and break through the “wall,” like a marathon runner after 18 or 20 miles, who will survive. The key to that survival is in hard workouts that develop mental confidence to the point where you won’t submit to fatigue and pain descending upon you.
I run five miles three times a week; I log everything. I look up routes when I travel.
Out here in the Pacific, they have typhoons and hurricanes that blow over 200 miles an hour. We have tornadoes and hurricanes back home, but I don’t worry about them. The mortgage on my house is so heavy that nothing could budge it.
I once asked a hermit in Italy how he could venture to live alone, in a single cottage, on the top of a mountain, a mile from any habitation? He replied, that Providence was his next-door neighbor.
The planet’s spinning a thousand miles an hour around this gigantic nuclear explosion while these people roll these machines with rubber tires over this hard surface that we’ve laid down over the planet so that we can easily move ourselves back and forth.
I heard that in relativity theory, space and time are the same thing. Einstein discovered this when he kept showing up three miles late for his meetings.
I grew up in a rural area. I grew up in deep southern middle Tennessee, probably about thirty miles from the Alabama border. There’s nothing there, really. And the TV was my link to the outside world. It’s what kept me from going into factory employment. It’s what made me want to go to college. It was really inspiring.
I’d walk a million miles to give her what she needs. But she would walk a million more to do what she believes.
My husband travels a lot with his job, so we have a lot of frequent flyer miles so we can hop on a plane with no notice. That’s a nice luxury and he is very supportive
You imagine running 120 miles a week, week in, week out, for the past four or five years. It takes a little bit out of you.
…(that) any general system of conveying passengers would … go at a velocity exceeding ten miles an hour, or thereabouts, is extremely improbable.
Before Alaska came along and ruined everything, one of every twenty-five square miles in America was Montanan. This much space has nurtured a healthy Cult of Place in which people find perfection, even divinity in the landscape.
A bright light filled the plane. The first shock-wave hit us. We were eleven and a half miles slant range from the atomic explosion but the whole airplane cracked and crinkled from the blast… We turned back to look at Hiroshima. The city was hidden by that awful cloud… mushrooming, terrible and incredibly tall.
Millennials give comics the kind of adulation past generations reserved for musicians. We respect Lady Gaga. But we’ll travel hundreds of miles to touch the hem of Jon Stewart’s robe.
I always remember sitting with my son, Anthony, at Arsenal one night and watching Barcelona during the warm-up. Messi launched this ball miles into the air and then killed it dead with his foot when it came back down. Anthony and I just looked at each other. Normal human beings aren’t capable of doing that.
It can be said that the first half of the marathon is 20 miles long; the second half, 6.2 more.
To me, there is no greater way to achieve clarity than to run alone, or share miles with a trusted friend.
A pat on the back is only a few vertebrae removed from a kick in the pants, but is miles ahead in results.
Every day we’d trudge up the hill – it was a three-quarter-mile walk up this steep hill to the Leach Pottery, and we would take our lunch with us and generally, I guess, make a nuisance of ourselves.
Out there in the spotlight you’re a million miles away and every ounce of energy you try to give away as the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play.
Who cares how many miles per hour the ball traveled once it left the bat, or how high the ball traveled in degrees, or how many seconds it took to leave the ballpark?
I look at people like Picasso and Da Vinci and Escher and Miles Davis, and they’ll write or paint that one definitive masterpiece of maybe 50 that they have that’s really trying to go outside the box, trying to do something that’s tough. And then when you accomplish it, you look back and go, ‘Yeeaaaah – masterpiece.’
I put a new engine in my car, but forgot to take the old one out. Now my car goes 500 miles per hour. The harmonica sounds amazing.
There were no shortcuts, I realized. It took years of racing to build up the mind and body and character until a rider had logged hundreds of races and thousands of miles of road. I wouldn’t be able to win a Tour de France until I had enough iron in my legs, and lungs, and brain and Heart.
Washington D.C. is about 300 square miles surrounded by realty.
When I first caught sight of (Mount Shasta) over the braided folds of the Sacramento Valley I was fifty miles away and afoot, alone and weary. Yet all my blood turned to wine, and I have not been weary since.
I think people can handle 150 to 200 miles a week. But something has to give somewhere. If he’s a student, how’s he going to study? He may be at the age of chasing and courtship, and that’s an important form of sport and recreation, too.
It’s amazing that more people have climbed Mount Everest than have broken the 4-minute mile.
There have been too many miles on the road. I have been doing six or seven exhibitions a week, two or three a night sometimes.
I ran five miles today. Then, finally, I said, ‘Here, lady…take your purse.’
I kind of like it when a lot of people die, and on the other hand I always wonder how many unused frequent-flier miles they had.
I like skiing, among other things, because I have moments when I am alone in the mountains. That’s fantastic, when there’s nobody around you. You see miles around you, and the sun is almost down .
I had to will my way through that game. Sometimes, it takes more than talent or more than a 95-mile-an-hour fastball. You have to will it.
I will tell you what I have learned myself. For me, a long five or six mile walk helps. And one must go alone and every day.
But it’s a sad man my friend who’s livin’ in his own skin And can’t stand the company. Every fool’s got a reason to feelin’ sorry for himself And turn his heart to stone. Tonight this fool’s halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell And I feel like I’m comin’ home.
In 1978, the tradition of running from village to village with a message was revived. that first run was from Davis to Los Angeles, a distance of 500 miles.
I can be a friend from a million miles away. I can play basketball in China. The only thing I can’t do is be a father. I missed my kids’ first basketball game. I missed birthdays. I can talk to you from a million miles away, but I was missing the dad part of life.
You have so many miles and so many years to reach the stars; if you ignore this, you can reach over there!
It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5Вў deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it.
I know what I’ve done for music, but don’t call me a legend. Just call me Miles Davis.
Walk ten meters, you will find the lust; walk thousand miles, you may find the love! Soil is everywhere; but gold is somewhere!
People do not realise that many of my works are done in urban places. I was brought up on the edge of Leeds, five miles from the city centre-on one side were fields and on the other, the city.
We started out making a film [ The Fourth Phase] about the incredible snow we get at home in Wyoming, the journey soon macroed out into this epic 16,000 mile trip around the North Pacific, taking us to locations in Japan, Alaska, the Kamchatka Peninsula in far-eastern Russia, and back to Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
I do a lot of biking. I need that mileage and the long-distance stuff because tennis demands it. My fitness trainer is always trying to convince me to do an Ironman. I can probably run the marathon, I can make the 112 miles on the bike, but I will never swim for 2.4 miles. I will die after 100 meters.
You’re supposed to create new standards. The more you play songs by your peers, they become standards, you know? Miles Davis played ‘Gingerbread Boy’ ‘cos he and Jimmy Heath were cool, you know? That’s how the culture goes.
My grandmother and I followed my mother here, to a house a block north of Hollywood Boulevard but a million miles away from Hollywood, if you know what I mean. We would hang out behind the ropes and look at the movie stars arriving at the premieres.
Eventually, when I started studying Egyptology, I realized that seeing with my naked eyes alone wasn’t enough. Because all of the sudden, in Egypt, my beach had grown from a tiny beach in Maine to one eight hundred miles long, next to the Nile.
My vision of the border with Mexico is that a truck from the United States going into Mexico and a truck coming from Mexico into the United States will pass each other at the border going 60 miles an hour. Yes, we should have open borders.
I might live miles away from you, but I do understand you issues.
They always call depression the blues, but I would have been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow, washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss.
The great thing about being married to somebody like Christina is that we both are on the same page. We’re both energetic, we’re both busy, we’re both 100 miles an hour.
The greatest thing I could do is shoot that ship that’s 30 miles offshore right out of the water. Everyone in this country will say, oh, that’s so great. That’s not great. That’s not great. I would love to be able to get along with Russia.
I can’t believe anyone would voluntarily run 26 miles. Sometimes I sit on the couch cross-legged because I don’t feel like walking to the bathroom.
For a mile up and down the open fields before us the splendid lines of the veterans of the Army of Northern Virginia swept down upon us. Their bearing was magnificent. They came forward with a rush, and how our men did yell, ‘Come on, Johnny, come on!’
The highs were high, the awe, I’m not a religious person, but I’ll tell you, to be in the azure blue of the Gulf Stream as if, as you’re breathing, you’re looking down miles and miles and miles, to feel the majesty of this blue planet we live on, it’s awe-inspiring.
The industrial food system ships in high-calorie, low-nutrient, processed food from thousands of miles away. It leaves us disconnected from our food and the people who grow it.
Celebrity has become a burden. There are more demands on your time. People think it is glamorous to fly places. But it is not – even if you travel business class and stay in wonderful hotels, you end 10,000 miles away from home.
‘Tracks’ is based on the book by Robyn Davidson who, in the mid-Seventies, decided to leave the city, go to the outback, learn to train camels and walk across the Australian desert to the ocean: a journey that is about two thousand miles and will take about six or seven months.
I’m the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded
For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
I’m deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from home
For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
I’m deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from home
What are the odds that two separate writers, strangers, a thousand miles apart, would each invent fictions in which guys take girls to an esoteric frog lecture on their first date? If that isn’t synchronicity, it’s something equally as weird.
Looking at life through the eyes of a Daddy long legs: Imagine walking on legs so long you could cover a mile in fifty strides! Imagine looking to either side through eyes set not in your head but in a… hump in your back! Imagine your knees, when you walked, working a dozen feet or more above your head.
I’m one-hundred-fifty miles off Cape Horn, both autopilots are broken, and my boat is drifting toward one of the nastiest chunks of ocean on the face of the earth.
Troops fighting for their lives should not have to ask a lawyer sitting in air conditioning 500 miles away for permission to drop a bomb.
I live in New York and got a call from my agent saying there was this new role on ‘Mad Men,’ it might be recurring and they’re seeing people tomorrow. I said, ‘OK, this is one of those things where you hedge your bets, use your miles and get on a plane.’ I flew out Tuesday morning and got the job on a Wednesday.
In the Premier League, you don’t have one second to breathe – you have to be on it from the first minute. If you lose focus – just for a few seconds – the game will pass you by. It’s 100 miles an hour.
Those days if you drove cross country and you broke down on the side of the road, and the sign says 200 miles to the next gas station, you knew you were so screwed.
I still miss my first car. Not a glamorous ride, but I must’ve put 60,000 miles in road trips on that thing.
Stuart was a very special person and he was miles ahead of everybody. You know as far as intelligent and artistic feelings are concerned, he was miles ahead. So I learned a lot from him and because in the ’60s we had a very strange attitude towards being young, towards sex, towards everything.
The sound universe is also spectacular around here. In the evenings there’s a cricket orchestra with frogs providing the bass line. In the dead of night the dogs howl about how misunderstood they are. Before dawn the roosters for miles around announce how freaking cool it is to be roosters.
If a tornado twists at 175 miles an hour and stays on the ground like a massive lawnmower for 50 miles, God gave the command.
President Trump was able to build 455 miles of wall by the time he left office, and had funds allocated for further construction. A secure southern border was no longer simply a dream, it was a tangible reality.
From those who agonize that they may no longer be able to write off their private jet to someone who doesn’t feel like making the three mile hike to the well to get water and carry it back, everyone struggles.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the hell she is.
I rode horseback three miles each way to get to high school, and in bad weather it was a problem sometimes to make my eight o’clock class on time. Like others, I often missed school to help on the farm, especially in the fall, until after harvest, and in the spring, during planting season.
I was kind of wild. I enjoyed myself as a young man. I was moving 100 miles per hour – on and off the field.
Taking a shuttle or even paying for a taxi to a rental office that’s a few miles away from the airport can mean a lower rate – 50 percent lower is common – for the same car, from the same company, for the same length of time. Many companies run free shuttles from some of the major airports.
It’s difficult because Manhattan is so fantastic, and it’s 9 miles away, and all these cool rich people live there and have great lives, and you live in a semi-attached row house in Queens.
I think of Twitter as a messaging system that you didn’t know you needed until you had it. Think about when cell phones first started coming out. People said, “Why would I carry my phone around?” And now you’ll drive back to your house thirty miles if you forget your cell phone.
If a vaccine works, then the vaccinators might conceivably set up what’s known as ring vaccinations around Ebola hot spots. In this technique, medical workers simply vaccinate everybody in a ring, miles deep, around a focus of a virus.
I didn’t grow up during the time that Louis Armstrong or Miles Davis and all those people were playing. So it’s not really my responsibility to keep it up, what they were doing.
You just pull back for hundreds of miles using the satellite imagery, and all of a sudden this invisible world become visible. You’re actually able to see settlements and tombs – and even things like buried pyramids – that you might not otherwise be able to see.
I’ve got enough miles under my belt to know that whatever you envision in your mind, even if it comes true, will only keep a shape in the most general way.
The United States lost the nuclear-powered submarine Thresher 100 miles east of Cape Cod in 1963, and the submarine Scorpion sank in 1968 in more than 10,000 feet of water 400 miles southwest of the Azores.
Every single one of us possesses the strength to attempt something he isn’t sure he can accomplish. It can be running a mile, or a 10K race, or 100 miles. It can be changing a career, losing 5 pounds, or telling someone you love her (or him).
What is wine? It is the grape present in another form; its essence is there, though the fruit which produced it grew thousands of miles away, and perished years ago. So the object of many a tender thought may be spiritually present, in defiance of space – and fond recollections cherished in defiance of time.
As black women, we’re miles behind our white counterparts in being offered the space to create and craft female characters in major blockbuster films.
Speedwork is terribly overrated! I remember talking to runners after distance races and someone is sure to say they were able to run fast off base work with no speed work at all. The truth is speedwork doesn’t work. Lots of miles, and then fast miles gets you there much quicker than speed work.
I used to run to school with my brother Jordan. It was two or three miles there and back. We’d do it every day. My parents didn’t have the money to buy us bikes. It was nice; we enjoyed it.
Westerners deserve a voice in the land-use decisions that affect their daily lives, and it would be wrong to move the Bureau of Land Management thousands of miles away from the land it manages back to a faceless marble building in D.C.
As far as I know, Vera Miles had a terrible time with Hitchcock, and she wanted to get out of the contract. He didn’t let her. She did ‘Psycho,’ and I believe, if you look at ‘Psycho,’ there isn’t one close up of Vera, not one. After that, she would never even speak about him to anyone.
Then they show up at the door and the reality is that they are 5-foot-8, 240 pounds and have not run a mile in years. A background check is not going to help you with that.
A person who takes a walk of 100 feet and a person who walks 2,000 miles have one major thing in common. They both need to take a first step before they take a second step.
Airports drive me mad. I don’t mind the flying; it’s all the hassle before you get on the plane and afterwards, including walking five miles through corridors to the point where you queue for ages to check passports and hope your luggage has arrived safely.
Love stories are written in millimeters and milliseconds with a fast, dull pencil whose marks you can barely see, they are written in miles and eons with a chisel on the side of a mountiantop
My musical influences are from the ’50s: Bill Evans, Miles Davis and Ahmad Jamal.
When I was six or seven, we went to the nearest English primary school, St Weonards, about seven miles away. The teaching was good, and this was the start of my beginning to shine as a student.
I love nineties stuff like Alice in Chains and Nine Inch Nails. It’d be my dream to have a Radiohead-themed episode of ‘Glee.’ I also love jazz greats like Coltrane, Miles Davis, and Herbie Hancock.
When I look back on my life, I’m like, ‘Oh my gosh, have I swum the entire world? How many miles have I actually swam?’
My family life reads a bit like ‘Little House on the Prairie.’ I was big sister to Joan, Renee, and brother William, and we grew up in Dalkey, a little town 10 miles outside of Dublin. It was a secure, safe and happy childhood, which was meant to be a disadvantage when it comes to writing stories about family dramas.
Friday was Atlanta. That was fifteen bucks. Once a month, we made a six hundred mile trip from Indianapolis down to Atlanta, and at fifteen dollars, by the time you feed yourself and buy gasoline, you’re minus about ten bucks.
Beside every great success are the seeds of enormous failure. In every failure, there’s the opportunity seeds of great success. They’re not miles apart. So if they’re that close together, and if you’re really working, you’re always gonna have that likelihood that something’s not going to work.
I am convinced that there are more threats to American liberty within the 10-mile radius of my office on Capitol Hill than there are on the rest of the globe.
From that point of view, I realized that my hole was not miles deep after all. My father, in fact, could stand on the bottom and it only reached up to his chest. Darkness, you know, is relative.
Sittin’ here resting my bones, this loneliness won’t leave me alone. Two thousand miles I roam, just to make this dock my home. I’m just gon’ sit at the dock of the bay, watching the tide roll away. Sittin’ on the dock of the bay, wastin’ time.
The difference between the first and second-best things in art absolutely seems to escape verbal definition — it is a matter of a hair, a shade, an inward quiver of some kind — yet what miles away in the point of preciousness!
Cecil flashed a grin. “Quite. Plus your rather irritating habit of treating your superior officers as your, ah…” Cecil paused, apparently groping again for just the right word. “Equals?” Miles hazarded. “Cattle,” Cecil corrected judiciously.
New York is only 97 miles from Philadelphia but was the Big Time as no other American city has ever been.
Over the years, Ive covered 22,000 miles.
I run about four to five miles, three days a week. I have four young children, so pretty much the only time I can get away is real early in the morning.
I do read a lot of autobiographies and biographies but from people who are not in my field – older women, older artists, Miles Davis.
Please don’t spoil my day; I’m miles away and, after all, I’m only sleeping.
I saw a sign: “Rest Area 25 Miles”. That’s pretty big. Some people must be really tired.
To take a journey of a thousand miles, you have to begin with the first step from the place where you stand; the romantic description of the journey and the things the body sees on the way and the description of the scenery are of no use unless you lift your foot and take the first step.
Early on the next morning we reached Kansas, about five hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri.
My musical selections are a reflection of how I grew up. Because, back then, you could see Miles Davis and Ravi Shankar on the same stage. And nobody thought anything of it, other than the fact that it was great music.
I don’t see anything wrong with a cell phone. That’s great. You have a flat tire in the middle of the night; it works better than digging in your pocket for a quarter and looking for a payphone eight miles down the road.
Someone can be miles away, but if they’re in your heart, that means they’re locked in your head, too.
If there were a mile high mountain of granite, and once every ten-thousand years a bird flew past and brushed it with a feather, by the time that mountain was worn away, a fraction of a second would have passed in the context of eternity
My grandmother worked at one of those Bel-Air mansions, and we would go – not too often, but every now and then – to pick her up. Hollywood was probably 12 miles from my house, but it might as well have been a million miles away. The only time I saw that world was on TV. Until I started making records.
My first visit to West Berlin was in February 1983. The drive through East Berlin, the fact that West Berlin was surrounded by a wall that was more than 100 miles long – the absurdity and intensity of it really knocked me out.
I live 50 miles from London and we’ve got some of the highest levels of teenage and childhood poverty in the country. It’s disgusting. Just because it’s a rural area, it gets forgotten.
I was born in Saratoga, Texas, a little town there in the Big Thicket about 60 miles north of Beaumont. Needless to say, we were very, very poor, but we always managed to have enough to keep our bellies full.
To me it meant, just looking at it from a Maya point of view, it meant that Paul Miles is always moving laterally in his life. And she just wants him to take a couple of steps forward, you know?
The slightest stirring in the air can set a hurricane in motion a thousand miles off. (Acheron)
I’m not going to fly a million miles with somebody I don’t know.
Dream in light years, challenge miles, walk step by step
Over the years, I’ve covered 22,000 miles.
This was a nightmare scenario for any bodyguard: stuck in the middle of a transparent tube, several miles underwater, with a murdering band of fugitives at one end and an enthralled but still highly skilled police officer at the other.
First you learn to drive fast. Next, you learn to drive fast in traffic. Then, you learn how to do it for 500 miles.
A 10,000 mile walk, begins with a single step and continues one step at a time.
When it comes to hitting solid drives, the secret is to swing within yourself. I know that sounds like a cliche, but it’s true. If you swing at 100 miles per hour and hit it on the toe, you won’t hit the ball as far as you would with an 80-mph swing that catches the ball in the center of the clubface.
I lived on Fulton Street in an enormous studio – I needed a bicycle to get to the toilet, about half a mile between two streets – next to Wall Street.
Decisions are being made a mile a minute while you’re making the work, and it has to come out of experience and vision.
I don’t think Donald Trump should be allowed within 1,000 miles of our shore because he would embolden the EDL on the one hand and fuel the flames of terrorism on the other hand.
I work at home but average 15,000 to 18,000 miles per year on my Honda.
I don’t know anybody else who lives 1,000 miles away from their job and gets to commute back and forth. The owner said, ‘You can live in your beloved Swifton, but don’t you dare miss a game.’ I had a few close calls, but I didn’t miss any.
I made a crash landing here on Earth on February 14, 1962, in the Shreveport Catholic Charities Home for un-wed mothers. The infamous Bonnie and Clyde lost their lives just miles from where I was born. Like outlaws ourselves, my birth mother and I were on the run from the day she found out I was part of her.
If you just go out there and run 100 miles, it breaks down a lot of barriers in terms of self-imposed limitations.
I had accidentally gotten a laugh on a line in a play I was in during high school. I got hooked, but I had no idea I would ever be able to support myself by acting. I knew no one in the business. I was from the Midwest. No one within a radius of a thousand miles was doing anything like that.
Khaki trousers soon became the province of hipsters like Jack Kerouac and Miles Davis. They were taken to new heights by Ralph Lauren, who helped popularize them among college professors and preppy men.
[On the legend that after being beheaded St. Denis walked six miles with his head in his hands:] It is only the first step that is difficult.
I love music, and a lot of it. Jazz is probably on the top with guys like Miles Davis. But I even enjoy music from the ’60s and ’70s.
In running, I know that I can train as much as I want and Im never going to break the world record for the five miles. Its partly genetics; Im just not built for it. But if I worked really hard, I might be able to cut my time by half. Could I do the same thing with my mind and my well-being?
I think it’s important to be authentic to who you are, and if you’re inauthentic at all, people smell that from a mile away.
I am a marathon runner. I ran the New York City marathon and almost died. I tried to run, like, a two-minute mile early on in the race. I was crazy enough to think I could win. After seven miles I thought I would die, but I slowed down my pace and kept going.
In 1978, the tradition of running from village to village with a message was revived. that first run was from Davis to Los Angeles, a distance of 500 miles
Where I’m from is like ‘Hustle Flow’ versus ‘8 Mile.’ It’s that really grimy, box-Chevy, dope-boy, working-class music.
I have a Chevy Impala that I roll around in and a ’89 Jeep Wrangler, which is the first car I ever bought. It has 180,000 miles on it, and that is my daily whip. I take that everywhere. Don’t forget where you came from, that’s why I’ll never get rid of that Jeep.
I bought my first electric car in 1970. Its top speed was 15 mph and it had just a 15 mile range – it was essentially a golf cart with a windshield wiper and a horn.
I gave up language for a while, and I started painting.And then I only listened to Miles Davis and other instrumental music to see how it felt to be without words.
There are certain songs that I like to listen to at certain times of the day. For example, first thing in the morning I love listening to “Flamenco Sketches” off of Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue.
Too late, he recalled Miles’s dictum that the reward for a job well done was usually a harder job.
Some days, I’m as shallow as a baking pan, but I still stretch miles in all directions.
When you’re a rookie, the game moves a 1000 miles per hour. But each year, you get more mature, the game slows down for you, and that’s when you realize you’re getting better at belonging. When you know where to go and where to be, that’s when the game is coming a little easier to you.
You can measure distance by time. ‘How far away is it?’ ‘Oh about 20 minutes.’ But it doesn’t work the other way. ‘When do you get off work?’ ‘Around 3 miles.’
No amphibious attack in history has approached this one in size. Along miles of coastline there were hundreds of vessels and small boats afloat and ant-like files of advancing troops ashore.
Cause I might be naked and lonely Shaking branches for bones But I’m still time zones away From who I was the day before we met You were the first mile Where my heart broke a sweat And I wish you were here I wish you’d never left But mostly I wish you well I wish you my very very best.
As chairman of the Federal Communications Commission, I’ve logged more than 5,000 miles driving across the country to see first-hand how digital technologies are unleashing opportunity in U.S. communities and to understand the connectivity challenges many Americans face.
You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.
I told [reporters] that I sprinkled marijuana on my organic buckwheat pancakes, and then when I ran my five miles to the ballpark, it made me impervious to the bus fumes. That’s when [Baseball Commissioner] Bowie Kuhn took me off his Christmas list.
It has always seemed to me the real art in this business is not so much moving information or guidance or policy five or 10,000 miles. That is an electronic problem. The real art is to move it the last three feet in face to face conversation.
Tara Reid is charging $3,500 for a personal appearance fee. So, for only $3,500 you can either buy a 1998 Jetta with 130,000 miles on it… or Tara Reid, who only has 98,000 miles on her.
At age 22 I set what I insist is an all-time record for distance hitchhiking in Bermuda shorts: 3,700 miles in three weeks.
Pyongyang possesses thousands of artillery pieces 30 miles from Seoul. Just one retaliatory salvo could decimate South Korea’s capital.
If someone says, ‘Hey, I ran 100 miles this week. How far did you run?’ ignore him! What the hell difference does it make?…. The magic is in the man, not the 100 miles.
Smile As you find a rhythm Working you, slow mile by mile, Into your proper haunt.
To the man grown the long crowded mile of his boyhood becomes less than the throw of a stone.
When some men discharge an obligation, you can hear the report for miles around.
I grew up in Shropshire, but I was born in Wales. There was a hospital seven miles away, but my dad drove 45 miles over the Welsh border so I could play rugby for Wales. But as a skinny asthmatic, I was only ever good at swimming.
In 1990 we ran across Europe through 13 countries and covering 7,130 miles.
Miles Davis and Felonious Monk, they’re both great artists who enhance things.
The Lord requires sacrifice, meaning something above and beyond the minimum. The Master spoke of the “second mile” and told us to go there. Why? Because he wants to bless us, and he put all the blessings in the second mile.
Sam Snead did to the tee-shot what Roger Bannister did to the four-minute mile.
