Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain.
In the long run, the pessimist may be proven right, but the optimist has a better time on the trip.
People don't take trips, trips take people.
The horse I bet on was so slow, the jockey kept a diary of the trip.
Land on Mars, a round-trip ticket - half a million dollars. It can be done.
I can only assume that your editorial writer tripped over the First Amendment and thought it was the office cat.
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can see the whole trip that way.
Our incomes are like our shoes; if too small, they gall and pinch us; but if too large, they cause us to stumble and to trip.
I think anybody would have to be with out common sense to think there weren't aliens. There are billions of planets, and I am convinced Earth is not the only one that's inhabited. It would be quite an ego trip to think that. I think about it all the time.
When I left school I went on trip around the world - I only got as far as Australia, but like a bloody fool I cut it short because of a girl. It's probably one of my big regrets in life.
Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as the headlights, but you make the whole trip that way.
For no one, in our long decline,So dusty, spiteful and divided,Had quite such pleasant friends as mine,Or loved them half as much as I did. stanza 3The library was most inviting:The books upon the crowded shelvesWere mainly of our private writing:We kept a school and taught ourselves. stanza 15From quiet homes and first beginning,Out to the undiscovered ends,Theres nothing worth the wear of winning,But laughter and the love of friends. stanza 22You do retain the song we set,And how it rises, trips and scans?You keep the sacred memory yet,Republicans? Republicans?stanza 36
Buy a book in brown paper From Faber and FaberTo see Annie Liffey trip, tumble and caper.Sevensinns in her singthings,Plurabelle on her prose,Seashell ebb music wayriver she flows.
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you -- tripping on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as Leif the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, the whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
Remember: Plot is no more than footprints left in the snow aftter your characters have run by on their way to incredible destinations.
It's like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
Death is the great adventure beside which moon landings and space trips pale into insignificance.
The worst drugs are as bad as anybody's told you.
It's just a dumb trip, which I can't condemn people if they get into it, because one gets into it for one's own personal, social, emotional reasons. It's something to be avoided if one can help it.
A plane is a bad place for an all-out sleep, but a good place to begin rest and recovery from the trip to the faraway places you've been, a decompression chamber between Here and There. Though a plane is not the ideal place really to think, to reassess or reevaluate things, it is a great place to have the illusion of doing so, and often the illusion will suffice.
Mosaic is the 1990's equivalent of forcing friends to sit through slides of your trip to Florida - painful for everyone but the host.
Our income are like our shoes; if too small, they gall and pinch us; but if too large, they cause us to stumble and trip.
If you can't stand a little sacrifice and you can't stand a trip across the desert with limited water, we're never going to straighten this country out.
Virtue often trips and falls over the sharp edge of poverty.
The limousine is the ultimate ego trip, the supreme sign of success.
It shouts: Hey, this guy is really and truly Mr Big.
Self-help books are making life downright unsafe.
Women desperate to catch a man practice all the ploys recommended by these authors. Bump into him, trip over him, knock him down, spill something on him, scald him, but meet him.
I've given parties that have made Indian rajahs green with envy.
I've had prima donnas break $10, 000 engagements to come to my smallest dinners. When you were still playing button back in Ohio, I entertained on a cruising trip that was so much fun that I had to sink my yacht to make my guests go home.
Go to the effort. Invest the time. Write the letter. Make the apology. Take the trip. Purchase the gift. Do it. The seized opportunity renders joy. The neglected brings regret.
One lesson we can learn from pre-industrial peoples is the power of storytelling. I am struck by how important storytelling is among tribal peoples; it forms the basis of their educational systems. The Celtic peoples, for example, insisted that only the poets could be teachers. Why? I think it is because knowledge that is not passed through the heart is dangerous: it may lack wisdom; it may be a power trip; it may squelch life out of the learners. What if our educational systems were to insist that teachers be poets and storytellers and artists? What transformations would follow?
I wouldn't wish the eighties on anyone, it was the time when all that was rotten bubbled to the surface. If you were not at the receiving end of this mayhem you could be unaware of it. It was possible to live through the decade preoccupied by the mortgage and the pence you saved on your income tax. It was also possible for those of us who saw what was happening to turn our eyes in a different direction; but what, in another decade, had been a trip to the clap clinic was now a trip to the mortuary.
For a while we pondered whether to take a vacation or get a divorce.
We decided that a trip to Bermuda is over in two weeks, but a divorce is something you always have.