Best 100 quotes in «chasing quotes» category

Playing golf is like chasing a quinine pill around a cow pasture.

One thing I'm not going to do is chase staying alive. You spend so much time chasing staying alive, you won't live.

Playing frisbee with a five year old is amazingly similar to chasing after a frisbee.

She died chasing greatness and never saw it each time it was in her hand, so she kept seeking it elsewhere, but never understood the work required to get it or to keep it.

Retribution is a dog chasing its tail.

Stop chasing the money and start chasing the passion.

Sometimes failure is merely chasing you off the wrong road and onto the right one.

The movie on the screen is always going to be different from the movie in your head. How it makes you feel is what I'm after, what I'm chasing, and what I'm trying to construct.

So to any of us, whatever those things are: whatever it is we look up to, whatever it is we look forward to, and whoever it is we're chasin'. To that I say: Amen. To that I say: Alright, alright, alright. To that I say: Just keep livin'. Thank you.

The horizon is out there somewhere and you keep chasing it, looking for it and working for it.

The people who put you down don't have to stop you from chasing your dreams. Stand up, and prove them wrong.

The problem with chasing after happiness was that it wasn't a destination you could reach. It was something that happened along the way.

There are still things out there in the universe to contemplate and spend our lives chasing.

The next time you have a choice between chasing the charts (whichever charts you keep track of) and doing the work your customers crave, do the work instead.

We always pay dearly for chasing after what is cheap.

There's a guy chasing me!" I called as I headed out the door.

Until you take ownership for your life, you will always be chasing happiness.

Well, you know, it's been in the back of my mind. I just cannot get it out of it. I'm miserable chasing money. I'm 30 years old going through a mid-life crisis!" I just couldn't shut (it) off.

What I'm doing right now, I'm chasing perfection... and if I don't get it, I'm going to get this close.

We still spend more time chasing funds than we do in the studio in creative work.

We spend all our youth chasing money, and when we attain it, we spend all our money chasing youth.

What would happen is that people like Geroge and Alyx would grow old and die chasing a dream. Although there were probably worse things to do with one's life.

What I was chasing in circles must have been the tail of the darkness inside me.

When America is chasing you, the whole world is chasing you.

What makes you grind?  You have to always be chasing something.

When you are hunting elephants, don't get distracted chasing rabbits.

When chasing a dream, make sure the price is truly worth paying - if it is, go for it, if not, tweak your dream a little and then go for it.

When people get placed upon a pedestal - when they start chasing after that person on the pedestal - they become mannequin-like.

You cant win if youre chasing the wrong problem.

Without a plan your kind of just like a dog chasing it's tail, your not getting anywhere.

You see more sitting still than chasing after.

You lose money chasing women, never lose women chasing money...

You can't be chasing 15 rabbits. Otherwise, the public mind cannot follow you.

A man on a mission would bring his heaviest artillery, and it looked like this guy hadn’t even packed a pocket knife.

And there I was at night, chasing after the full moon behind the clouds like a mad man in search of the reflection of the light of love in another person, without daring to light up the spark of light that I had left within myself. It was nowhere to be seen, but I felt it was out there somewhere. I've surely seen it a couple of days ago up in the sky and my eyes couldn't have lied to me, it was so beautiful, or so it appeared to be. I guess I have to stop stalking what can't be seen for awhile and let the light of the full moon find its way through my messed up soul. Maybe it's time to go to sleep and trust that another sunrise will renew what the full moon couldn't clear away tonight. During all that time, I might've not found the light of the moon, but I rested deeply with the sound of the raindrops, while gazing at the quiet river flowing slowly. What a crucial moment to be alive!

Chasing money to please society.

Chasing the external to achieve joy is a death-trap for personal-development.

His booted feet pounded out an insane, frantic rhythm underneath him as he raced into the cavern across from Baba Yaga’s den at a dead sprint. Pieces of dragon dung flew off him and hit the ground behind him in miniature chunks. He didn’t dare look behind him to see if the dragon had risen from the ground yet, but the deafening hiss that assaulted his ears meant she’d woken up. Icy claws of fear squeezed his heart with every breath as he ran, relying on the night vision goggles, the glimpse he’d gotten of the map, and his own instincts to figure out where to go. Jack raced around one corner too sharply and slipped on a piece of dung, crashing hard on his right side. He gasped as it knocked the wind out of him and gritted his teeth, his mind screaming at him to get up and run, run, run. He pushed onto his knees, nursing what felt like bruised ribs and a sprained wrist, and then paled as an unmistakable sensation traveled up the arm he’d used to push himself up. Impact tremors. Boom. Boom. Boom, boom, boom. Baba Yaga was coming. Baba Yaga was hunting him. Jack forced himself up onto his feet again, stumbling backwards and fumbling for the tracker. He got it switched on to see an ominous blob approaching from the right. He’d gotten a good lead on her—maybe a few hundred yards—but he had no way of knowing if he’d eventually run into a dead end. He couldn’t hide down here forever. He needed to get topside to join the others so they could take her down. Jack blocked out the rising crescendo of Baba Yaga’s hissing and pictured the map again. A mile up to the right had a man-made exit that spilled back up to the forest. The only problem was that it was a long passage. If Baba Yaga followed, there was a good chance she could catch up and roast him like a marshmallow. He could try to lose her in the twists and turns of the cave system, but there was a good chance he’d get lost, and Baba Yaga’s superior senses meant it would only be a matter of time before she found him. It came back to the most basic survival tactics: run or hide. Jack switched off the tracker and stuck it in his pocket, his voice ragged and shaking, but solid. “You aren’t about to die in this forest, Jackson. Move your ass.” He barreled forward into the passageway to the right in the wake of Baba Yaga’s ominous, bubbling warning, barely suppressing a groan as a spike of pain lanced through his chest from his bruised ribs. The adrenaline would only hold for so long. He could make it about halfway there before it ran out. Cold sweat plastered the mask to his face and ran down into his eyes. The tunnel stretched onward forever before him. No sunlight in sight. Had he been wrong? Jack ripped off the hood and cold air slapped his face, making his eyes water. He held his hands out to make sure he wouldn’t bounce off one of the cavern walls and squinted up ahead as he turned the corner into the straightaway. There, faintly, he could see the pale glow of the exit. Gasping for air, he collapsed against one wall and tried to catch his breath before the final marathon. He had to have put some amount of distance between himself and the dragon by now. “Who knows?” Jack panted. “Maybe she got annoyed and turned around.” An earth-shattering roar rocked the very walls of the cavern. Jack paled. Boom, boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom, boomboomboomboom— Mother of God. The dragon had broken into a run. Jack shoved himself away from the wall, lowered his head, and ran as fast as his legs would carry him.

Don't waste your time chasing things that will never be beneficial to your future.

A dream can be remarkable and alluring, that is why I chase it hoping that one day something good would happen!

Happiness doesn't have to be chased...it merely has to be chosen.

I had a dream that I would be successful and happy in life…I woke up running out of breath, because I’ve been chasing this dream for quite a while now.

I spent the day running through the woods like a wild animal. Being chased by you is the only thing that would have made it more romantic.

It is in fact not our dream that makes us happy, but chasing that dream!

My dreams are not always with me. They can leave anytime, but I am the one who keeps on chasing them.

I was chasing a job title only to find my life had no balance.

I was stubborn and refused to chase, I threw my ego away and chased; it does not matter. Some people are just not meant to be.

My eyes closed, hands open, Take it, take it. Then, every day wasted chasing it.

Insanity runs in my family, but somehow we've always managed to track it down and catch it again.

seeking a place to rest my head without shame seeking a father who never worried about me seeking a mother whose body never hurt seeking the piano that could play itself seeking a person who wants to meet me on a train seeking a person who knows where estonia is seeking my sense of self i never found–seeking an end to all of this.