I stumbled some, then a hand pushed my head down and I was inside the Hummer.
Like anyone else, there are days I feel beautiful and days I don't, and when I don't, I do something about it.
To achieve great things we must live as though we were never going to die.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
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 didn't even breathe.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.