Aron Ralston: [to camera] What I could really use is about 20 meters of static wrap rope, 9.8 mil. Uh, three or four pulleys, a rack of carabiners, a sling, power drill, and bolt kit. Oh, and uh, eight burly men to do all the hauling.
Aron Ralston: I'm in pretty deep doodoo here.
[first lines] Aron Ralston: Hey. Aron here. Leave a message. Sonja Ralston: Hey Aron. Sonja here, again. I know that you're probably gonna be away this weekend. But listen, just think about we we're gonna play. Please. 'Cause we have to decide, and we really... We need to practice, okay? Anyway, i
Aron Ralston: [upon first meeting] I can take you that way if you like... Kristi, Megan: [apprehensive silence] Aron Ralston: Oh, sorry. The, uh - Friday the 13th there. [removes scarf from his face] Kristi, Megan: [nervous laughs] Aron Ralston: [takes off glasses too] I'm only a psychopath on wee
Aron Ralston: You know, I've been thinking. Everything is... just comes together. It's me. I chose this. I chose all of this. This rock... this rock has been waiting for me my entire life. In its entire life, ever since it was a bit of meteorite a million, billion years ago up there In space. It's
Aron Ralston: [gagging on urine] It's no Slurpee!
Aron Ralston: [whispering to himself during the amputation] Don't mess up.
Eric Meijer: You should stop and rest. Aron Ralston: No, I better keep going. Can one of you run? Can one of you run ahead
Aron Ralston: Hey there, Aron! Is it true that you didn't tell anyone where you were going?
Aron Ralston: MOVE THIS FUCKING ROCK!
A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten on the influx of better thoughts. We should be blessed if we lived in the present always, and took advantage of every accident that befell us.
Truth strikes us from behind and in the dark, as well as from before and in broad daylight.
Insane!... Ask the tyrant who is his most dangerous foe, the sane man or the insane?
The millions are awake enough for physical labor; but only one in a million is awake enough for effective intellectual exertion, only one in a hundred million to a poetic or divine life. To be awake is to be alive. I have never yet met a man who was quite awake. How could I have looked him in the fa
I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born. Henry David Tho
What exercise is to the body, employment is to the mind and morals.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke strops our vice.
Those things which now most engage the attention of men, as politics and the daily routine, are, it is true, vital functions of human society, but should be unconsciously performed, like the corresponding functions of the physical body.
At present our only true names are nicknames.
If we see nature as pausing, immediately all mortifies and decays; but seen as progressing, she is beautiful.
The poet's, commonly, is not a logger's path, but a woodman's. The logger and pioneer have preceded him, like John the Baptist; eaten the wild honey, it may be, but the locusts also; banished decaying wood and the spongy mosses which feed on it, and built hearths and humanized Nature for him.
The lawyer's truth is not Truth, but consistency or a consistent expediency.
Oh to reach the point of death and realize one has not lived at all.
The best books are not read even by those who are called good readers. What does our Concord culture amount to? There is in this town, with a very few exceptions, no taste for the best or for very good books even in English literature, whose words all can read and spell.
White Pond and Walden are great crystals on the surface of the earth, Lakes of Light.... They are too pure to have a market value;they contain no muck. How much more beautiful than our lives, how much more transparent than our characters are they! We never learned meanness of them.
Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.
Books, not which afford us a cowering enjoyment, but in which each thought is of unusual daring; such as an idle man cannot read, and a timid one would not be entertained by, which even make us dangerous to existing institution - such call I good books.
A man may grow rich in Turkey even, if he will be in all respects a good subject of the Turkish government.
While England endeavors to cure the potato-rot, will not any endeavor to cure the brain-rot, which prevails so much more widely and fatally?
The highest that we can attain to is not Knowledge, but Sympathy with Intelligence.