The road must run save first and fast afterward.
Only a man harrowing clods
In a slow silent walk
With an old horse that stumbles and nods
Half asleep as they stalk.
My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that.
For love she wist was weak without those arts,
And slow; for jealousy is Cupid's food;
For the swift steed runs not so fast alone,
As when some strain, some strive him to outgone.
You can run and run as fast and as far as you like, but the truth is, wherever you run, there you are.
And love runs down like this
Water, love runs down.
How slow life is,
How violent hope is.
Pray to catch the bus, then run as fast as you can.
Don't run I never liked fast food
Instead of looking on discussion as a stumbling block in the way of action, we think it an indispensable preliminary to any wise action at all.
No matter how fast a lie runs, the truth will someday overtake it.