Outrun Quotes

Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
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except-you-cannot-outrun-insanity-anymore-than-you-can-outrun-your-own-shadow-alyssa-reyans
i-dont-think-my-moped-could-outrun-cheetah-hun-claire-says-there-are-more-important-things-you-need-to-outrun-moped-isnt-going-to-help-you-with-any-those-jonathan-messinger
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can-we-outrun-heavens-william-shakespeare
zeal-should-not-outrun-discretion-aesop
the-tongue-should-not-be-suffered-to-outrun-mind-chilon-sparta
im-pretty-sure-i-could-outrun-whole-dallas-cowboys-team-adrian-peterson
so-they-ran-both-together-and-the-other-disciple-did-outrun-peter-and-came-first-to-the-sepulchre
never-let-your-zeal-outrun-your-charity-the-former-is-but-human-the-latter-is-divine
buried-in-the-wreckage-from-a-past-you-canrsquot-outrun
were-tortoise-that-has-outrun-hare-because-it-chose-easy-predictions-charlie-munger
you-can-outrun-your-memories-but-sometime-you-will-have-to-stop-and-when-you-do-there-will-always-be-stepmother-waiting-to-be-remembered-franny-billingsley
help-he-yelled-he-lifted-one-leg-trying-to-run-but-you-cant-outrun-membrane-he-was-soon-gone-carol-moreira
if-we-had-paid-attention-we-would-have-understood-there-are-some-things-in-this-world-you-cannot-outrun-alice-hoffman
we-will-never-outrun-nagging-original-divinely-inspired-purpose-tf-hodge
the-expedition-my-violent-love-outrun-pauser-reason-william-shakespeare
my-strength-is-breaking-people-down-i-may-not-outrun-outsize-you-but-i-will-make-you-miss-priest-holmes
god-has-put-within-our-lives-meanings-and-possibilities-that-quite-outrun-the-limits-of-mortality
quoth-hudibras-friend-ralph-thou-hast-outrun-constable-at-last-samuel-butler
he-cant-fly-around-tall-buildings-outrun-speeding-train-only-talent-he-seems-to-have-is-leaving-nasty-stain-tim-burton
time-goes-by-fast-nothin-can-outrun-it-death-commences-too-earlyalmost-before-youre-halfacquainted-with-lifeyou-meet-other-tennessee-williams
god-bless-us-everyone-were-broken-people-living-under-loaded-gun-and-it-cant-be-outfoght-it-cant-be-outdone-it-cant-out-matched-it-cant-be-outrun-no-linkin-park
focus-on-this-moment-hold-your-hand-see-what-it-feels-like-go-look-at-some-grass-talk-to-palm-tree-outrun-ferrari-experience-life-frederick-lenz
when-i-was-in-first-grade-kids-called-me-fatso-it-hurt-but-way-i-overcame-it-was-to-outrun-every-kid-in-class-so-i-developed-thick-skin-athletics-became-my-way-performing-being-a
our-scientific-power-has-outrun-our-spiritual-power-we-have-guided-missiles-and-misguided-men
in-wild-witching-hour-when-sun-sets-ive-learned-to-outrun-ships-outlaws-cutthroats-some-spoke-who-knows-where-ill-turn-up-the-streak-from-our-swollen-members
drama-can-never-outrun-outweigh-outlast-dreams-dreams-always-has-hope-cheering-it-on-and-victory-is-always-waiting-at-finish-line-keith-hammond
i-mumble-my-vows-shad-mutters-his-i-wonder-what-would-happen-if-i-lunged-for-door-like-wild-animal-seeking-its-freedom-i-could-probably-outrun-his-onelegged-friend-but-shad-has-s
running-has-given-me-courage-to-start-determination-to-keep-trying-childlike-spirit-to-have-fun-along-way-run-often-run-long-but-never-outrun-julie-isphording
im-just-trying-to-outrun-broken-heart-which-is-nothing-to-sneeze-at-for-broken-heart-breaks-person-sarah-hina
warren-buffett-is-one-best-learning-machines-on-this-earth-the-turtles-which-outrun-hares-are-learning-machines-if-you-stop-learning-in-this-world-world-rushes-right-by-you-lucas
warren-is-one-best-learning-machines-on-this-earth-the-turtles-who-outrun-hares-are-learning-machines-if-you-stop-learning-in-this-world-world-charlie-munger
There were days so clear and skies so brilliant blue, with white clouds scudding across them like ships under full sail, and she felt she could lift right off the ground. One moment she was ambling down a path, and the next thing she knew, the wind would take hold of her, like a hand pushing against her back. Her feet would start running without her even willing it, even knowing it. And she would run faster and faster across the prairie, until her heart jumped like a rabbit and her breath came in deep gasps and her feet barely skimmed the ground. It felt good to spend herself this way. The air tasted fresh and delicious; it smelled like damp earth, grass, and flowers. And her body felt strong, supple, and hungry for more of everything life could serve up. She ran and felt like one of the animals, as though her feet were growing up out of the earth. And she knew what they knew, that sometimes you ran just because you could, because of the way the rush of air felt on your face and how your legs reached out, eating up longer and longer patches of ground. She ran until the blood pounded in her ears, so loud that she couldn't hear the voices that said, You're not good enough, You're not old enough, You're not beautiful or smart or loveable, and you will always be alone. She ran because there were ghosts chasing her, shadows that pursued her, heartaches she was leaving behind. She was running for her life, and those phantoms couldn't catch her, not here, not anywhere. She would outrun fear and sadness and worry and shame and all those losses that had lined up against her like a column of soldiers with their guns shouldered and ready to fire. If she had to, she would outrun death itself. She would keep on running until she dropped, exhausted. Then she would roll over onto her back and breathe in the endless sky above her, sun glinting off her face. To be an animal, to have a body like this that could taste, see hear, and fly through space, to lie down and smell the earth and feel the heat of the sun on your face was enough for her. She did not need anything else but this: just to be alive, cool air caressing her skin, dreaming of Ivy and what might be ahead.

Pamela Todd
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this-is-legend-cassius-clay-the-most-beautiful-fighter-in-world-today-he-talks-great-deal-brags-indeedy-muscular-punch-thats-incredibly-speedy-the-fistic-world-was-dull-weary-but
I know that everyone in this room, Bernie Fain included, thinks I'm some kind of a nut with my so-called fixation on this vampire thing. OK, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe he only thinks he is. But there are things here that can't be explained away by so-called common sense. Not even Bernie's report can explain some of them. 'I was at the hospital yesterday.' I looked directly at Butcher. 'Your own people fired maybe fifty or sixty rounds at him, some at point-blank range. How come this man never even slowed down? How come a man seventy years old can outrun police cars for more than fifteen blocks? How come when he gets clubbed on the head he doesn't bleed like other people? Look at these photos! There's a gash on his forehead... and whatever is trickling down from the cut is clear... it isn't blood. 'How come three great, big, burly hospital orderlies weighing an estimated total of nearly seven-hundred fifty pounds couldn't bring one, skinny one-hundred sixty pound man to his knees? How come an ex-boxer, a light-heavyweight not long out of the ring, couldn't even faze him with his best punch, a right hook that should have broken his jaw? 'Face it. Whether it's science, witchcraft or black magic, this character has got something going for him you don't know anything about. He doesn't seem to feel pain. Or get winded. And he doesn't seem to be very frightened by guns, or discouraged by your efforts to trap him. 'Look at these photos! Look at that face! That isn't fear there. It's hate. Pure hate! This man is evil incarnate. He is insane and he may be something even worse although you'd laugh at me because I have no scientific documentation to back me up. Hell, even Regenhaus and Mokurji have all but confirmed that he sucks blood. 'Whatever he is, he's been around a long time and this seems to be the closest any police force has come to putting the finger on him. If you want to go on operating the way you've been doing by treating him like an ordinary man, go ahead. But, I'll bet you any amount of money you come up empty handed again. If you try to catch him at night he'll get away just like he did last night. He'll... ' 'Jesus Christ!' bellowed Butcher. 'This son of a bitch has diarrhea of the mouth. Can't one of you people shut him up?

Jeff Rice
i-know-that-everyone-in-this-room-bernie-fain-included-thinks-im-some-kind-nut-with-my-called-fixation-on-this-vampire-thing-ok-maybe-im-wrong-maybe-he-only-thinks-he-is-but-ther
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