Jack: Man! That's tasty! Miles Raymond: That's 100% pinot noir. Single vineyard. They don't even make it any more. Jack: Pinot noir? Miles Raymond: Mmm-hmm. Jack: Then how come it's white? Miles Raymond: [laughs] Oh, Jesus. Don't ask questions like t...
Jack: Are you still seeing that shrink? Miles Raymond: I saw him on Monday. I spent most of the time helping him with his computer. Jack: Well, I say, fuck therapy. And what is that stuff you take... Xanax? Miles Raymond: And Lexapro, yes. Jack: Well...
Never criticize a man until you've walked a mile in his moccasins.
What is told in the ear of a man is often heard a hundred miles away.
What is told into a man's ear is often heard a hundred miles away.
A dog by your side is better than a brother miles away.
Sandy Carver: [Sandy needs help with homework] Hey Mikey? Mikey Carver: Yeah. Sandy Carver: Geometry? Mikey Carver: Sure, anything but this English. Sandy Carver: How come your so good at Math, but not at English? Mikey Carver: I'm not good at Math, ...
It was so pleasant, chaotic, emotionless, nameless-everything vibrating so beautifully in the universe without words.
And you left your mark on me... With the destruction of us, finally, we became no one.
Don’t accept the available as the preferable. Go extra mile with extra speed.
Do more than is required. What is the distance between someone who achieves their goals consistently and those who spend their lives and careers merely following? The extra mile.
With my love, I am touching your heart, even though we are a thousand miles apart.
I write about nerds who go the extra mile and become rock stars.
Downhillers are going over 110 miles per hour. But no matter what, you can't hit the fence at 100 miles per hour.
St. Louis still is going to be a special place for me, whether I'm playing 3,000 miles away or 5,000 miles away.
Before you judge a man, walk a mile in his shoes. After that who cares?... He's a mile away and you've got his shoes!
What is whispered in your ear is often heard a hundred miles off.
I go, I go away, I walk, I wander, and everywhere I go I bear my shell with me, I remain at home in my room, among my books, I do not approach an inch nearer to Marrakech or Timbuktu. Even if I took a train, a boat, or a motor-bus, if I went to Moroc...
Maya: You know, can I ask you a personal question, Miles? Miles Raymond: Sure. Maya: Why are you so in to Pinot? Miles Raymond: [laughs softly] Maya: I mean, it's like a thing with you. Miles Raymond: [continues laughing softly] Miles Raymond: Uh, I ...
I find the rational part of my mind curled up in a corner of my head and convince it to talk to me.
I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky. I heard it, and it said, "The world will never understand.
