Famous Inspirational Cycling Quotes & Sayings

You can never escape who you are, never truly anonymise yourself. Even if you never speak to anyone, people see you, and they get to know you for themselves. — Greg Baxter

I guess I could take things from every place that I've been and find something familiar and wonderful about it that makes me feel like I'm at home. — Brittany Bowe

Clearly romantic comedy is my franchise genre, I don't mind saying that, it's true. I love doing them and hopefully always will do them. — Meg Ryan

When I look at the multitude of the gods of the past held in esteem by great civilisations now cast aside as pagan idols, I wonder wether tomorrow the gods we hold in high esteem won't suffer the same fate. — Bangambiki Habyarimana

It's about us. It's about trust. — Nora Roberts

In various and different circumstances certain objects and individuals are going to turn out to be vital. The wager of survival cannot, by its nature, reveal which, in advance of events. — Nadine Gordimer

He sits, strong and blunt as a Celtic cross,
Clearly used to silence and an armchair:
Tonight the wife and children will be quiet
At slammed door and smoker's cough in the hall. — Seamus Heaney

If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier. — Victoria Scott

Car," Frank said, placing his hands on my shoulders and turning me in the direction of the parking lot. "I'll be there in five minutes."
"This is going to take *five minutes*?" Collins grumbled as he bent down to pick up a cup. — Morgan Matson

When I was younger, I wanted to be older. Now I am older, I am not quite so sure. — Tom Waits

To witness a fallen tree, but hear no sound......creates an illusion of its importance. — R.W. Erskine

It is impossible to live in the past, difficult to live in the present and a waste to live in the future. — Frank Herbert

In that instant she knew what it must feel like to cross a river into a foreign country, and then set fire to the bridge behind you, and stand on the riverbank, watching and breathing deeply as your only chance of retreat went up in smoke. — Stephen King