Run! Life's too short to walk. Unless you don't know where you're running to, then move very slowly.

And, finally, I run because there's no better way to see the sun rise and set.

From one side what Steve Jobs has planted in his brain 'That everyday is his last day...' - is a great idea and I can support it. But to think that everyday will be your last they won't be some kind a wanting to die soon or to be more close to say to fate 'Come here, I want to die. Please take first my soul then the other people soul?'. Sometimes by doing this and saying in my mind I feel like this I challange the fate. You can check out the film about Paul Averhoff - Check out what this guy has done he is runner, but look what happen in his life!

I am a good runner. There are many faster, but not so many for whom it has been as necessary to learn to become nothing but flight.

She ran as the first maples started to change color, then the oak.She jumped over roots, she sidestepped brambles, her footfalls echoing off plank bridges traversing streams.She was the first person at practice. The last to go home.She ran for speed. She ran for distance. She stretched carefully first thing in the morning and last thing before bed.

To be a runner is to learn continual life lessons.

There is a tremendous amount of farting in prison.

I'm just scared I won't run as fast as I did my freshman year,' I admitted, choking back tears.Coach Woj looked at me for a moment, his eye gentle.'You don't have to.

I was running and deliberately lost my way. The world far off and nothing but my breath and the very next step and it’s like hypnosis. The feeling of conquering my own aliveness with no task but to keep going, making every way the right away and that’s a metaphor for everything.