Jack LaLanne (1914–2011) American exercise instructor
In "Jack LaLanne dies at 96; spiritual father of U.S. fitness movement, LosAngeles Times"
Frankie says... http://www.zttaat.com/article.php?title=751 at zttaat.com, Accessed May 2014.
Jack LaLanne (1914–2011) American exercise instructor
In "Jack LaLanne dies at 96; spiritual father of U.S. fitness movement, LosAngeles Times"
AnnaSophia Robb (1993) American actress, singer, and model
Radio Free Entertainment interview (2007)
Context: I like to climb. I don't love to work out. Actually, I hate to work out. You know, I tell myself, "AnnaSophia, you have to work out. You haven't gotten any exercise in the longest time." You know, I don't have time, really, to work out or play a sport. But I love to dance. I like to run in the springtime or in the fall. I like to go outside. I don't like running on a treadmill. I get tired... I just get sick of it. But if I'm outside, I could just run for ages. Or walk, if I need a break.
Natalie Goldberg book Writing Down the Bones
You have to give yourself the space to write a lot without a destination.
Essay, "Writing as a practice". p.11
Writing Down the Bones (1986)
Bill Burr (1968) American actor, comedian and a celebrity podcaster
Premium Blend, episode [2.03], June 20, 1998
Ben Carson (1951) 17th and current United States Secretary of Housing and Urban Development; American neurosurgeon
As quoted in "Dr. Ben Carson: ‘Someone Has to Be Courageous Enough to Actually Stand Up to The Bullies’" http://www.nationalreview.com/corner/340467/dr-ben-carson-someone-has-be-courageous-enough-actually-stand-bullies-nathaniel, National Review (February 12, 2013)
“We gotta get out while we're young,
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.”
Bruce Springsteen book Born to Run
"Born to Run"
Song lyrics, Born to Run (1975)
Context: In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream.
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines.
Sprung from cages on Highway 9,
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected
And steppin' out over the line.
Baby this town rips the bones from your back.
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap.
We gotta get out while we're young,
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.