The train we had so confidently boarded had been speeding at almost 100 miles an hour and it had derailed. Someone, I can’t remember who, showed me a newspaper photograph of the carriage we had been sitting in tilted on its side on a station platform next to a large notice that said Welcome to Potters Bar.
The rain, which had continued yesterday and last night, ceased this morning. We then proceeded, and after passing two small islands about ten miles further, stopped for the night at Piper’s landing, opposite another island.
Monsters just outside our peripheral vision are scarier to contemplate than monsters miles away or in someplace only a fool would set foot in.
I don’t know how many times I’ve went to bed at five, six o’clock in the morning and woke up at 10, running four miles because I wanted to beat GSP that bad.
I just went off for two months traveling around Europe on a motorcycle and pretty much turned my phone off. I did 5,000 miles with my dad. We went through Holland, Germany, Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia, Montenegro, Italy… and then I did Spain and France by myself.
The Internet plays an ever more significant role in the sedulous promotion of terrorism. We know that in the U.K., groups gather to view the preaching of violent men located many thousands of miles away and that this does have a powerful effect on young minds.
White sharks and tuna travel for thousands of miles before returning to the same hot spot just as salmon do when they return to the same stream. These journeys are the marine equivalent of wildebeest migrations that take place on the Serengeti plain in Africa.
If you can start and finish a book, then you’re already a million miles ahead of all those people who talk about wanting to write a book.
I went out to the desert where Cleopatra camped out with her mercenary army. It’s a desolate outpost. Nothing has changed since her day. You realize how far she had to travel. Not only is it a good 150 miles against the current, you can’t take a ship.
Most of my job is out in the wild, miles away from the public and it’s nice to see people and hear what they like and don’t like about the shows. It’s really helpful.
Brass bands are all very well in their place – outdoors and several miles away.
You need pencil miles to be a great artist, animator, or filmmaker, and the sooner you start making mistakes, the quicker you learn.
Pyongyang possesses thousands of artillery pieces 30 miles from Seoul. Just one retaliatory salvo could decimate South Korea’s capital.
While I may not agree with all of President Obama’s energy policies, I strongly supported his successful effort to double fuel economy standards for cars and trucks to 54.5 miles per gallon by 2025.
About forty miles away from Paris, I began to see the old trench flares they were sending up at Le Bourget. I knew then I had made it, and as I approached the field with all its lights, it was a simple matter to circle once and then pick a spot sufficiently far away from the crowd to land O.K.
I grew up on a bayou. The small town that I lived in was, like, 10 miles from me. I grew up in the middle of nowhere.
I always try and get one ‘good run’ in, which for me is about 5 miles without stopping. On most other days, I run so I can get out of the house and catch some fresh air or listen to some music or just escape the world for 45 minutes or so, and on those days, I’ll still walk/run.
Who can guarantee that if we allow the Palestinians to establish a state, we won’t find rockets there as well, half a mile from the airport or 10 miles from Tel Aviv?
My story is an immigrant story. My story is of people moving from one country thousands of miles away to another and forming new links, new family and new relationships.
My dad loved jazz, so there was a little Miles Davis, Otis Redding, Donny Hathaway. My mum is French, so she’d listen to a lot of French music, but a lot of the music that actually formed my taste, I just found online.
In my early days in school, I had no shoes, no school bags. There were days I had only one meal… I walked miles and crossed rivers to school every day. Didn’t have power, didn’t have generators, studied with lanterns, but I never despaired.
It seemed like my dad was always a thousand miles away, coaching.
I live in California, so I do stand-up paddle board, which is a killer workout. I also run, about four miles every three days.
Did Muddy Waters play an acoustic? Well of course he did. But did he turn his back on being able to plug it in and play louder? No, he plugged in and turned it up and got miles and miles ahead of the game in one fateful act of just plugging in.
I was exposed to many kinds of music including rock and disco, classical and folk, Midtown and Miles Davis, Sly Stone and David Bowie.
So for twelve miles I rode with Sherman, and we became fast friends. He asked me all manner of questions on the way, and I found that he knew my father well, and remembered his tragic death in Salt Creek Valley.
If I got into a fight in a bar, I’d miss the dude by miles. I wouldn’t know how to connect. It would be a comedy.
In the Premier League, you don’t have one second to breathe – you have to be on it from the first minute. If you lose focus – just for a few seconds – the game will pass you by. It’s 100 miles an hour.
Over time, I’ve loved jazz, Miles Davis and Chet Baker, then Janis and Jimi and Creedence, then classic rock.
Shipping is so cheap that it makes more financial sense for Scottish cod to be sent 10,000 miles to China to be filleted, then sent back to Scottish shops and restaurants, than to pay Scottish filleters.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
But you can travel on for ten thousand miles, and still stay where you are.
Bin Laden was 200 miles away from the area where all of these drone strikes were taking out his key leaders, he was able to indulge in his hobbies… and he was making occasional video tapes and audio tapes to the wider world.
It’s that mindset we have where we think we are indestructible. I know at least I went through that phase, where everything was excessive! Like if I drove a fast car I’d just have to take it to 130 miles per hour or more, you know!
I like to see a good scientific bout by men who know the use of their hands but would rather walk twenty miles than see animals in strife.
I was born in 1951 in Kalgoorlie, a prosperous mining town 370 miles east of Perth, Western Australia. Kalgoorlie was a gold rush town which sprang up in the desert after the Irishman Paddy Hannan struck gold there in 1892.
What’s a space elevator? Simply described, it’s a thin ribbon, about 3 feet wide and 60 thousand miles long, stretching upwards from the surface of the Earth. The lower end is bolted to a heavy anchor (think of an oil drilling platform), and the top is capped with a counterweight.
Being outside during the space walk, the view of the Earth is just spectacular, and getting a chance to do that is just unbelievable, everything about it. You are going around the Earth at 17,500 miles an hour, so you have 45 minutes of sunlight followed by 45 minutes of darkness. You do a lap every 90 minutes.
I love multi-cam. I grew up in a border town in South Texas right next to Mexico, a million miles away from this world… and to me, multi-cams are just like theater.
My loyalty to my father had increased in proportion to the miles between us.
I’ve always thought that jazz needs to be heard by a wider audience in Puerto Rico. I want to put together a series of free concerts in the small towns – one with Miles Davis music, another with bebop, maybe Duke Ellington. I want younger people to see what is possible.
I’ve always been a very careful sailor. I know, me and being careful – doesn’t really sound right, does it? But when I sail, I take it seriously and take along spares for everything. You have to be careful when you’re 1,500 miles from land. There’s no one you can call. You’re on your own.
My guitar survived Kosovo, then I went to visit a record company back in London and fell off my motorbike with it on my back, smashing it to bits. I was travelling at two miles per hour.
When I’m not involved in an acting job I try to run 10 miles a day.
My grandmother and I followed my mother here, to a house a block north of Hollywood Boulevard but a million miles away from Hollywood, if you know what I mean. We would hang out behind the ropes and look at the movie stars arriving at the premieres.
One day, my bike tire broke miles from home and I found a way to fix it. That’s what I learned: Even if you don’t have all the tools, you can improvise.
I can sing the saddest song with a bunch of people, and the feeling of sharing that energy activates in a way that either heals it or makes me feel like I’ve risen a thousand miles above it into space, and I’m staring down on it as a little dot.
There are some people in Monaco who aren’t thrilled at the idea of me going down an ice track in a sled going 90 miles an hour. But they’ve accepted it.
For years and hundreds of thousands of miles, I drove with one knee, with the eight-track and the light dome on in the car, and a yellow pad, just writing down random ideas. I had notebooks and notebooks. The next morning, I’d go, ‘Whoa, what was I thinking?’ But there’d be one or two ideas that weren’t that bad.
