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Talamas as she races through her
How often have I painted a splendid picture of a journey marked by courageous ascents and daring desert crossings when all along all I've really been doing is running?
Khalepa ta kala
"Beauty is harsh
She blew out of the Terrace sometime before Christmas to points unknown. The Gujarati guy told me when I ran into him at the Pathmark. He was still pissed because Pura had stiffed him almost two months' rent.
Last time I ever rent to one of you people.
Amen, I said.
Ashurbanipal." Oh, baby, keep talking dirty to me.
From the very moment of Kanga's appearance the pastoral playground is overshadowed by doubt and guilt, for the all-too-loving anima-Woman has pitched her temple here!
She taught me how to wear a Tangail saree, she taught me Julius Caesar. She taught me how to deal with the pain of a broken heart.'
('Left from Dhakeshwari')
Him I call a Mahatma (great soul) whose heart bleeds for the poor, otherwise he is a Duratma (wicked soul). Let us unite our wills in continued prayer for their good.
She said, "You're a warrior. So how do you kill without rage?"
"In compassion. Because of necessity." Hrahima set the empty water bowl back in Samarkar's hands. "The same way you carry water.
1. Running with the Mind of Meditation
Today, I run for pure, absolute joy.
A pharaoh's profile, a Krishna's grace, tail like a question mark.
He came for me. I couldn't believe it.
He came for me. Into a flying palace full of thousands of armed rakshasas in the middle of a magic jungle. Oh, you stupid, stupid idiot man. What was the God damn point of saving him only to watch him throw his life away?
Kate for Curran
People were unable to appreciate the worth of what was profound and stable which provided them with a safe anchor, so ruminated Mahendra. On the other hand, people foolishly ran after what was ephemeral and deceptive which gave one no real contentment - life's most desirable prize!
Career is a marathon race, not a 100-meter sprint ~ Deepak Mehra
Was born into a middle-class Tamil family in the island town of Rameswaram in the erstwhile Madras state.
Where a boy runs he never forgets.
I begun to run from the place where everyone stops running, and now i'm the lone runner who can run in any direction without any rules to follow beacuse now nothing endures me, I'm free.
Sita was breathing hard, her eyes flitting like that of a cornered tigress, anger bursting through every pore.
Agapa Know what that is?Agapa-- Frank Corso
I ran like a cheetah - well, like a cheetah that smoked too much.
Lata Mangeshkar is a living legend. She has enthralled millions of hearts all over the world with her music.
She was tall and dark-skinned and looked like a Nigerian sculpture. She moved like a lioness, her every step bristling with suppressed violence.
We'll call you ... Ram. Wait - don't we have a Ram in this class? I don't want any confusion, it'll be Balram. You know who Balram was, don't you?"
"No, sir."
"He was the sidekick of the god Krishna. Know what my name is?"
"No, sir."
"He laughed. "Krishna.
Race you to the road?" I said.
"You are so going to lose." She (Annabeth) took off down Half-Blood Hill and I sprinted after her.
For once, I didn't look back.
Brahma and Airavata
Long ago in lands of golden sand
Brahma turned to Saraswati
and gently kissed her inked hand ...
This was the woman Narasimhan had married, as opposed to whatever girl from Madras his family wanted for him. Subhash wondered how his family reacted to her. He wondered if she'd ever been to India. If she had, he wondered whether she'd liked it or hated it. He could not guess from looking at her
And so Gotama wandered into the town to obtain alms, and the two Samanas recognized him only by his complete peacefulness of demeanor, by the stillness of his form, in which there was no seeking, no will, no counterfeit, no effort - only light and peace.
Shields!' shouted Sita.
Wolf," said Ran, enunciating it very carefully. "What an unusual name. Did your parents give it to you?"
"Does it matter?" said Wolf, tossing away his bone.
"I'm only making conversation."
"I'd prefer silence," Wolf said, a growl in his tone.
Ananda: that joy without which the universe will fall apart and collapse.
You ran to eat and to avoid being eaten; you ran to find a mate and impress her, and with her you ran off to start a new life together. You had to love running or you wouldn't live to love anything else.
Dashrath spoke evenly, his voice reverberating even outside the royal tent. 'Rise, Ram Chandra, protector of the Raghu clan.' A
By then running had entered the realm of the metaphysical. First there came the action of running, and accompanying it there was this entity known as me. I run; therefore I am.
Kurtapyjama. His face was deeply lined, and his white
Lessa was Ramoth's and Ramoth was hers, mind and heart, irrevocably attuned. Only death could dissolve that incredible bond.
Is there any alternative to Rahul?
This land used to yield. Rains used not to fail. What happened?' inquired Ruoro. It was Muturi who answered. 'You forget that in those days the land was not for buying. It was for use. It was also plenty, you need not have beaten one yard over and over again.
No more running-from nothing. I will never run from another thing on this Earth. I took one journey and I paid for the ticket, but let me tell you something, Paul D. Garner: it cost too much!
There was something terribly sad, yet terribly uplifting, about watching this prophet of the ancient art of distance running turning his back on everything except his dream, and heading back down to "the best place in the world to run." Alone.
From: Zuzana Subject: Miss Radio Silence To: Karou
I loved very much - and so used to torment until she cried - a girl named Sonia.
I felt the sun graze my face as I sped further and further from it all. The only negative part about running was that at some point I knew I'd have to stop. I'd have to turn around and go back. And whatever troubles had haunted me when I left, would be waiting upon my return.
Run, my child, run.
Running from the birds to what, I didn't know. I ran. Why was I here at all? I ran through the night, ran within myself. Ran.
The Doctor snorted. 'Wimp!' He squared his shoulders and turned towards the fire, grinning. 'Race you.' And he was off, running. Jack hesitated, sighed, swore, and ran after him. Levin and Krylek, Catherine and the villagers stared after them in astonishment. Two dark figures running though fire ...
Abandon pride, which is the same as Tamas-guna (darkness), rooted as it is in ignorance and is a source of considerable pain; and adore Lord Shri Rama, the Chief of the Raghus and an ocean of compassion.
(Page 787).
Running is my meditation, mind flush, cosmic telephone, mood elevator and spiritual communion.
Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?
Rani, too, was perpetuating memories. Harappa the martyr, the demigod, lived on in his daughter's thoughts; but no two sets of memories ever match, even when their subject is the same (...)
Sirsasana the king of all asanas and the reasons are not hard to find.
He that runs may read.
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
Where did you run today? Now there's a question you don't often hear.
This is a collection of dexterous, loving, beautifully optimistic work that left me breathless and delighted ... Hannu Rajaniemi's magnificent science fiction - as is paradoxically appropriate - is pure magic.
I want more than what I want. (Vina Apsara)
Avarice, the spur of industry.
Running is a simple, primitive act, and therein lays its power. For it is one of the few commonalities left between us as a human race.
i chose not to run
Ah, sahib. I know you just come to comfort a old man left to live by hisself. Soomintra say I too old-fashion. And Leela, she always by you. Why you don't sit down, sahib? It ain't dirty. Is just how it does look.'
Ganesh didn't sit down. 'Ramlogan, I come to buy over your taxis.
Wave to the haters like nanananana.
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here.
Samassi Abou don't speak the English too good.
How far will you run, before you realize you're not running away from me? You're running to me.
You ever think about running again, it better be in my motherfucking direction. I'm the one you run to when shit goes down
You been gone too long, Sula. Not too long, but maybe too far.
For every runner who tours the world running marathons, there are thousands who run to hear the leaves and listen to the rain, and look to the day when it is suddenly as easy as a bird in flight.
Srad was a fruit with mildly narcotic properties- tonight the villagers ingested large quantities of it in order to feel the narcotic effects.
I'm a tired runner in the human race.
Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent ... it
was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don't hesitate.
I race you, rylee"
quote from driven trilogy
The fears you run from run to you.
Delhi. The ruins of an old city, markets, monuments, broken mansions, the zigzag of roads, the still
sad times of music past. And rising up from it, her mother, wind in her hair, laughing like a witch.
Folks were doin' a lot of runnin' that night
Runners in the western world have a tendency to create psychological barriers for themselves, but Morceli runs at will, with no inhibitions.
Because Rakkim knew the seduction of hiding in plain sight. The singular pleasure of blending into the background, of setting the table in the house of the enemy and watching him eat dinner.
Lada made her face stone, her heart a mountain. A mountain that would never be pierced to let cold, clear water flow. "Nothing holds me here.
When Deepa poured Bela some water from the urn that stood on a little stool, in the corner of the room, her grandmother reproached her.
Not that water. Give her the boiled water. She's not made to survive here.
Rev Run is a living legend of Hip-Hop, who's still making great music, but now he's also the dad to an amazing family, ... This series takes us inside his world. It's a kind of a reality 'Father Knows Best' with comedy, heart, Hip-Hop and drama-all under one roof at Run's House.
Rikpa literally means "intelligence" or "brightness." Behind all the planning and worrying, behind all the wishing and wanting, picking and choosing, the unfabricated, wisdom mind of rikpa is always here. Whenever we stop talking to ourselves, rikpa is continually here.
But truly? In my secret heart, Jalan? What drives me is that I will not let that bitch win. She has raised her hand against me and mine. She will die by my own hands. There's no life everlasting for that one. No new world. This is a war, boy. My war. I am the Red Queen - and I do not lose. She
Dharma companions filling mountains, a sangha forms of itself: chanting, sitting ch'an stillness. Looking out from distant city walls, people see only white clouds.
Yet Gotama's Dhamma is more than just a series of axioms. It is to be lived rather than simply adopted and believed in. It entails that one embrace this world in all its contingency and specificity, with all its ambiguity and flaws.
Wherever you are, be all there. I have lived the runner, panting ahead in worry, pounding back in regrets, terrified to live in the present, because here-time asks me to do the hardest of all: just open wide and receive.
She didn't know what to do with it, that rage. It still burned and hunted her, still made her want to rip and roar and rend the world into pieces. She felt it all - too keenly, too sharply. Hated and cared and loved and dreaded, more than other people, she sometimes thought.
In 'The Girl Who Chased Away Sorrow,' part of the 'Dear America' series, I took my childhood bravery and stubbornness and put that at the core of the Navajo girl, Sarah Nita. It helped me to identify with her survival and to write about her courageous journey and that of her people.
My name is Raghuram Rajan and I do what I do.
In India she had always felt hot and too languid to care much about anything. The fact was that the fresh wind from the moor had begun to blow the cobwebs out of her young brain and to waken her up a little.
Ruby clapped her hands in glee and gave a comedic wiggle of her head, Bollywood style.
I know the song now, can even sing it, but back then all I heard was the verdant Punjabi, the striking primary colours of the five rivers, the intricate history of a complex land.
And in the sting and misery of his defeat, he began to chant loudly and defiantly the hymn of his threatened idol:
Sredni Vashtar went forth,
His thoughts were red thoughts and his teeth were white.
His enemies called for peace, but he brought them death.
Sredni Vashtar the Beautiful.
Damn rancid chicken.
He is just a running boy, a half-seen figure from the streets, but the way running reveals some clue to being, the way a runner bares himself to consciousness, this is how the dark-skinned kid seems to open to the world, how the bloodrush of a dozen strides brings him into eloquence.
Life was running,
running after a mirage-like desires.
I met him, by chance,
resting for a night
on a bank of Time.
observed him like a
seer does.
pinched to awaken.
I am the one,
Not Running,
Not Staying,
But FACING
River Tam (Summer Glau): No power in the 'verse can stop me.
She lives between the Vale of Kashmir & nirvana, beneath a bipolar sky. The voice speaks of an atlas & a mask, a map of Punjab, an ugly scar from college days on her abdomen, the unsaid credo, but I still can't make the voice say, Look, I'm sorry. I've been dead for a long time.
My parents' selfless affection and dedication nourished and prepared me to receive the love of my guru or spiritual father, Swami Prabhupada. My parents prepared the soil in which my guru sowed the seeds of his compassion.
Run the race of life with your sacred strength.
When you see me running, its already too late. Harry Hubbard
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