Red Barber Quotes

I love pace. I love it.

I ran like a thing that runs.

My friends say I have two speeds: fast and blistering.

I always liked speed.

I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.

Speed provides the one genuinely modern pleasure.

Pursuit is a rather desperate act in itself. There's something kind of frantic about the notion of pursuit.

I am a sprinter, and I love to go fast. It's very difficult for me to be patient and follow a race strategy or conserve energy.

I don't recall ever desiring to go as fast as possible.

I've always wanted to do things as fast as possible.

I don't want it good. I want it Tuesday.

... an old man in a hurry.

I'm a sprinter man. We don't jog; we don't walk. It's full-out. It's big engines. You don't take a car that has 600 horsepower for a cross-country drive.

I can run pretty quick.

I want to run as fast as I can.

There is an obsessive focus on speed at Google.

I ran track, and I was really good at it. I was really fast.

The faster I can get, the better as well.

That's one thing that's been aimed at me since I was 17: a lack of pace.

I try to do anything I can to quicken things up.

I learned to value speed in everything I do.

Will you walk a little faster? said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail! See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance: They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance?

Don't look back!" "Why not?" "Because I just did! Run faster!

I shoved on a dressing-gown, and flew downstairs like a mighty, rushing wind.

I'm a decent sprinter and I can gun a motorcycle from zero to suicidal in less than ten seconds.