Quotes About Balance

How long should a man's legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.

Woman to man Is either a God or a wolfe.

Anxiety and distress, interrupted occasionally by pleasure, is the normal course of man's existence.

He is truly a man who will not permit himself to be unduly elated when fortune's breeze is favorable, or cast down when it is adverse.

The whole existence of man is a ceaseless duel between the forces of life and death.

If you spend your life competing with business men, what do you have? A bank account and ulcers!

It's not a man's working hours that is important, it is how he spends his leisure time.

One has got to choose between the two evils, also between the lesser of the two evils in the matter of food, and therefore vegetarian food has got to be taken by man in order to sustain human life.

And it happened all the time that the compromise between two perfectly rational alternatives was something that made no sense at all.

Humans needed water or they would die, but dirty water killed as surely as thirst. You had to boil it before you drank it. This culture around tea was a way of tiptoeing along the knife edge between those two ways of dying.

Every true heart needed a pragmatic counterweight, and every cynic an idealist to lift his spirits.

It's not about how women are deficient. It's more about how men are deficient. Our social deficiencies, lack of perspective, or whatever you want to call it, is what enables us to study one species of dragonfly for twenty years, or sit in front of a computer for a hundred hours a week writing code. This is not the behavior of a well-balanced and healthy person, but it can obviously lead to great advances in synthetic fibers. Or whatever.

people too busy leading their lives to worry about extending their life expectancy.

His rule of thumb, after a walk, is to drink water until he begins to urinate again. Then he can consider other activities.

The mind couldn't think about the End of the World all the time. It needed the occasional break, a romp through the trivial.

The mind couldn't think about the End of the World all the time. It needed the occasional break, a romp through the trivial.

You spend too much time goggled in," she says. "Try a little Reality, man.

She heaved two or three times, as if sobbing, and suddenly sneezed -- not a polite 'atchoo' but a thermonuclear explosion so powerful that she staggered in place, nearly losing her balance, and some loitering Hispanic men on the other side of the boulevard looked up alertly, ready for action.

But this was how the mind worked. The mind couldn't think about the End of the World all the time. It needed the occasional break, a romp through the trivial.

You need to tend to your own faults, young fellow—excessive sobriety, e.g…" "A tendency to fret—" Pepys put in. "Undue chastity—let's back to the tavern!

Your car's tires have tiny contact patches, talk to the asphalt in four places the size of your tongue.

If we assume that the arms grew outwards from the center, then there must be something in that center that imbues each of the six arms with the same organizing principle

Creo que lo que Camila quiere decir es que ciertos tipos de personalidad, si se llevan al extremo, son tan negativos como una enfermedad mental; si no peores

The mind couldn't think about the End of the World all the time. It needed the occasional break, a romp through the trivial. Because it was through trivia that the mind was anchored in reality […]