He could even think about how fast he was thinking about things.

He was always in a hurry to get where he was not.

I'm just thinking too fast — much too fast.

I go amongst the buildings of a city and I see a Man hurrying along - to what?

Whoever is in a hurry shows that the thing he is about is too big for him

He could follow someone’s mind around, and get where it was going before the other fellow knew where it was going.

He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.

. . . he felt himself entering a moment so real he could only run toward it, shouting.

Man was engaged in a mad scramble for power and knowledge, but nowhere is there any hint of what he meant to do with it once he had attained it.

Fear the soldier who stammers, for he is very fast at pulling the triger.

Carried away in a sort of dream, he smiled, then he began to hurry back towards the lady; he was walking faster than usual, and his shoulders swayed backwards and forwards, right and left, in the most absurd fashion; altogether he looked, so utterly had he abandoned himself to it, ignoring all other considerations, as though he were the lifeless and wire-pulled puppet of his own happiness.

Everyone is in such a hurry. People haven’t found meaning in their lives, so they’re running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they keep running. Once you start running, it’s hard to slow yourself down.

Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed and in such desperate enterprises? If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.

He would have his plans take effect with the speed of fire