What good is speed if the brain has oozed out on the way.
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I've always zoomed through life in a vain attempt to keep up with my sprinting brain. If I have to choose between doing something quickly and doing it right, I often select the speedier option.
To me, speed is really about convenience.
Speed is a great asset; but it's greater when it's combined with quickness - and there's a big difference.
Our obsession with speed, with cramming more and more into every minute, means that we race through life instead of actually living it. Our health, diet and relationships suffer. We make mistakes at work. We struggle to relax, to enjoy the moment, even to get a decent night's sleep.
People underestimate my speed. I'm pretty fast.
There is more to life than increasing its speed.
People like to imagine that because all our mechanical equipment moves so much faster, that we are thinking faster, too.
The march of the human mind is slow.
It's hard to regulate the speed at which you can achieve something creative and emotional.
'In Praise of Slowness' chronicles the global trend towards deceleration that has come to be known as the Slow Movement. Don't worry, though: it is not a Luddite rant. I love speed. Going fast can be fun, liberating and productive. The problem is that our hunger for speed, for cramming more and more into less and less time, has gone too far.
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