Motivational Pilates Quotes & Sayings

Errol Flynn and I are the only ones left who do any good old hell raising. — Humphrey Bogart

We retire too early and we die too young, our prime of life should be in the 70's and old age should not come until we are almost 100. — Joseph Pilates

I learned that adults were not soaring gods, but rather back-yard birds with broken wingtips.
When you are thirteen, about to free-fall into the real world, discovering the broken wingtips is terrifying. — Janet Turpin Myers

I usually make it a point not to cry in front of people, especially hot boys that I'd been totally crushing on before they'd tried to choke me.
But for some reason, hearing that there was yet another thing I didn't know just sent me right on over the edge.
Archer,to his credit, didn't look exactly horrified by my sobbing, and he even reached out like he might grab hold of my shoulders.Or possibly smack me.
But before he could either comfort me or commit further acts of violence upon my person,I spun away from him and made my drama queen moment complete by running away.
It wasn't pretty. — Rachel Hawkins

I thank God that He didn't answer Jesus' prayer in the garden - otherwise I'd still be on the hook for my own salvation. — Jared Brock

It was dusk - winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills, and icicles hung from the forest trees. Snow lay piled on the dark road across Willoughby Wold, but from dawn men had been clearing it with brooms and shovels. There were hundreds of them at work, wrapped in sacking because of the bitter cold, and keeping together in groups for fear of the wolves, grown savage and reckless from hunger. — Joan Aiken

I can see how James or Greene might agree with this point of view: the former finds that the ugly old lamp no longer produces a genie when rubbed and the latter realizes he has nothing left to wish for. — Laura Miller

But ... that doesn't make any sense ... !'
'It does if you're a goat. — Linda Medley

Let a man once overcome his selfish terror at his own infinitude, and his infinitude is, in one sense, overcome. — George Santayana