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: 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: Hey there, Aron! Is it true that you didn't tell anyone where you were going?
[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: [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: [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: Good morning, everyone! It's 6:45 Tuesday morning in BJ Canyon! The weather is great. I figure by now that Leona, my housemate - Hi, Leona! - has missed me hopefully since I didn't show up last night. Another hour and a half they'll miss me for not showing up at work... Hi, Brion at
Aron Ralston: [gagging on urine] It's no Slurpee!
Aron Ralston: [whispering to himself during the amputation] Don't mess up.
Aron Ralston: I'm in pretty deep doodoo here.
Life, when is spent well, is long.
No human investigation can be called real science if it cannot be demonstrated mathematically.
Movement will fail sooner than usefulness.
Many will think they may reasonably blame me by alleging that my proofs are opposed to the authority of certain men held in the highest reverence by their inexperienced judgments; not considering that my works are the issue of pure and simple experience.
O sleepers! what a thing is slumber! Sleep resembles death. Ah, why then dost thou not work in such wise as that after death thou mayst retain a resemblance to perfect life, when, during life, thou art in sleep so like to the hapless dead?
Medicine is the restoration of discordant elements; sickness is the discord of the elements infused into the living body.
If you are alone you belong entirely to yourself. If you are accompanied by even one companion you belong only half to yourself or even less in proportion to the thoughtlessness of his conduct and if you have more than one companion you will fall more deeply into the same plight.
Nothing strengthens authority so much as silence. Leonardo da V
The lover is moved by the beloved object as the senses are by sensual objects; and they unite and become one and the same thing. The work is the first thing born of this union; if the thing loved is base the lover becomes base.
He who can copy can do.
Blinding ignorance does mislead us. O! Wretched mortals, open your eyes! Leonardo da V
Men of lofty genius when they are doing the least work are most active.
An artist's studio should be a small space because small rooms discipline the mind and large ones distract it.
Wherever good fortune enters, envy lays siege to the place and attacks it; and when it departs, sorrow and repentance remain behind.
The spirit desires to remain with its body, because, without the organic instruments of that body, it can neither act, nor feel anything.
Weight, force and casual impulse, together with resistance, are the four external powers in which all the visible actions of mortals have their being and their end.
Life well spent is long.
Perspective is to painting what the bridle is to the horse, the rudder to a ship.
In fact, whatever exists in the universe, in essence, in appearance, in the imagination, the painter has first in his mind and then in his hands ... it lies in his power to create them . . .
The earth is moved from its position by the weight of a tiny bird resting upon it.