Top 18 John L. Parker Jr. Quotes
#1. He Was not a health nut, was not out to mold himself a stylishly slim body. He did not live on nuts and berries; if the furnace was hot enough, anything would burn, even Big Macs.
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#2. A runner is a miser, spending the pennies of his energy with great stinginess, constantly wanting to know how much he has spent and how much longer he will be expected to pay. He wants to be broke at precisely the moment he no longer needs his coin.
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#3. Hey listen, I already have a complete list of silver linings. It's the goddamn cloud that's killin me.
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#4. And as short as two miles had come to seem to him over the course of his running career, it occurred to him now that two miles was an insurmountable distance to an infant, or a legless man, or a human cadaver for that matter. Einstein was right, he decided. It is all relative.
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#6. He ran his hand up and down his left achilles tendon. Very tender; better pay attention to it and back off if it gets any worse. Maybe ice it. The old Injury Evasion Fandango. Did it ever end?
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#7. You can remember it, he told himself, but you cannot experience it again like this. You have to be satisfied with the shadows.
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#8. These fundamental imbalances led them into concentric circles of ever decreasing size: a nautilus shell of their discontent.
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#9. [ ... ] whose round face was a sad pink and white topographical map of adolescence.
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#11. In mind's special processes, a ten-mile run takes far longer than the 60 minutes reported by a grandfather clock. Such time, in fact, hardly exists at all in the real world; it is all out on the trail somewhere, and you only go back to it when you are out there.
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#14. It's a treat, being a long-distance runner, out in the world by yourself . . . - Alan Sillitoe, The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Runner
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#15. When the guy kissed her, Cassidy felt a stab of pain that was close to physical, and therefore within the penumbra of hurts he told himself he could bear.
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#16. You don't become a runner by winning a morning workout. The only true way is to marshal the ferocity of your ambition over the course of many day, weeks, months, and (if you could finally come to accept it) years. The Trial of Miles; Miles of Trials.
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#17. There was no let-up. The tempo was always moderate but steady. If a new guy decided to pick up the pace, that's where it stayed, whether he finished with the group or not. You showed off at your peril.
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#18. Running to him was real; the way he did it the realest thing he knew. It was all joy and woe, hard as a diamond; it made him weary behond comprehension. But it also made him free.
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