Quotes About Movement

You can tell the staff footsteps from the patients'. The staff sound like they're going somewhere.

Time should have stopped with the clocks but instead it moved in a glazed dream of tiredness without their ticking insistence.

A piece of writing has to start somewhere, go somewhere, and sit down when it gets there.

One of the greatest predictors of successful aging, they found, is the presence or absence of a sedentary lifestyle. Put

The more you exercise, the more tissues you can feed and the more toxic waste you can remove.

Malin opened the glass sliding door and the dog sailed out over the dunes and started doing everything at once: peeing and frolicking and scrabbling in the sand. There was the ocean, like a recurring character you forgot about for long stretches.

He said you must always step forward from where you stand.

You have to leave where you are to get where you are going

The Surrealism movement, our professor explained, was inspired by Freud's concept of the uncanny, the dreadful double. According to Freud, doubling creates meaning. Doubling turns sounds into words; a baby first speaks by turning ma into mama, pa into papa. But when a double appears uninvited—the buried object returns—it brings us into the realm of the uncanny. We watch dead things wake up. And we are afraid.

The train is a small world moving through a larger world.

Flow means that inventories in the operation are moving. When inventory is not moving, inventory accumulates. Accumulation of inventory takes up space. Therefore, an intuitive way to achieve better flow is to limit the space allowed for inventory to accumulate. To achieve better flow, Ford limited the space allotted for work-in-process between each two work centers.

Respect your body. Eat well. Dance forever.

It writhed brightly, a spectrum of raveling colors, and then vanished and jumped position as the star resolved into view. Some distance away.

He scampered across the surface of the virtual timestreams, testing them with palps and toetips, the movement of the spider controlled by the fine twitches of his gloved hands.

Baines jerked his hands as if tugging reins; the web of light around Will tightened. Will staggered woodenly like jagged marionette.

Night was all around her, but a denser patch flowed forward, stepping over the dying boy to pause beyond the reach of her blade.

Jane pivoted in her desinger shoes and pressed one side of the double doors open with her fingertips; solid oak swung away from her touch, hung so perfectly it moved like rice paper.

In those places where the gold and auburn leaves still cling to the trees and brushes, the dappled shadows moving underneath them formed diminished crescents, layer on layer of moving images.

She shrugged. More muscles, more rippling. More sparkles, like glitter flowing in water under moving lights.

Fortunately, in partial gravity, one-handed push-ups aren't as hard as they are planet-side.

The parasite wings weighed almost nothing, but she felt them stir in the wind or with their own will.

You don't need to take notes; you need to take action.

The belt slid down her thin hips, and she nervously gripped at it, pulling it up. Short sleeves showed her very thin arms and big delicate elbow joints. Her body was all concave and jerkily fluid lines; it moved with sensitive looseness, loosely threaded together: each movement had a touch of exaggeration , as though some secret power kept springing out.

There can occur in lives a subsidence under the soil, so that, without the surface having been visibly broken, gradients alter, uprights cant a little out of the straight.