#cycling

I call it “pedal magic” and only those who ride know the utter ecstasy of bicycling. Pressing a pedal toward Earth gives flight to my fancy. Every rotation powers my traveling machine toward yet another date with destiny. The breeze clears my senses. The wind blows away my troubles. The sun shines upon my future. Spinning spokes create flashing metal upon an endless path—cycling feels like an infinite spiritual rush. It cleanses my mind. All my troubles fade into joy. ↗

— Frosty Wooldridge

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You know, bicycling isn't just a matter of balance," I said. "it's a matter of faith. You can keep upright only by moving forward. You have to have your eyes on the goal, not the ground. I'm going to call that the Bicyclist's Philosophy of Life. ↗

— Susan Vreeland

#cycling #philosophy #faith

When faced with the inevitable fatigue that comes with the recycling of speeches and the recycling of thoughts in a rather small stream of vortex, I am urged to not be ashamed of recycling. ↗

— Barbara Amiel

#ashamed #comes #faced #fatigue #i

There's a certain amount of freedom involved in cycling: you're self-propelled and decide exactly where to go. If you see something that catches your eye to the left, you can veer off there, which isn't so easy in a car, and you can't cover as much ground walking. ↗

— David Byrne

#car #catches #certain #cover #cycling

The world depends on fungi, because they are major players in the cycling of materials and energy around the world. ↗

— E. O. Wilson

#because #cycling #depends #energy #major

I have always struggled to achieve excellence. One thing that cycling has taught me is that if you can achieve something without a struggle it's not going to be satisfying. ↗

— Greg LeMond

#always #cycling #excellence #going #i

It was Sunday, and Mumma had gone next door with Lena and the little ones. Under the pepper tree in the yard Pa was sorting, counting, the empty bottles he would sell back: the bottles going clink clink as Pa stuck them in the sack. The fowls were fluffing in the dust and sun: that crook-neck white pullet Mumma said she would hit on the head if only she had the courage to; but she hadn't. ↗

— Patrick White

#children #fathers #fowls #mothers #recycling

The recycling in my house was imposed by my kids. ↗

— Antonio Banderas

#imposed #kids #recycling

I have the impression that cycling is no longer a game but rather an employment... a job. ↗

— Bernard Hinault

#employment #game #i #impression #job

Illegal drug use runs contrary to the image of health depicted by cycling. Distributors of these drugs must be prosecuted more harshly as they are ciminals. ↗

— Bernard Hinault

#cycling #depicted #distributors #harshly #health