Browsing Topic Best Backwards Quotes

Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.

I walk slowly, but never backwards.

Technological progress has merely provided us with more efficient means for going backwards.

Nursing is a progressive art such that to stand still is to go backwards.

We innovate by starting with the customer and working backwards. That becomes the touchstone for how we invent.

Always forwards, never backwards.

By the mere fact that we do not go forward, we go backward.

Everyone wants charities to spend as little as possible on overhead. That’s backwards. Overhead is what drives growth. If charities can’t grow, they can’t solve problems. So overhead is a good thing. And I’m overhead.

I have the opportunity to do something positive, I want to stay positive. It’s hustling backwards in my eyes when I can earn money legitimately. This is what I want to do.

Love is evil, spell it backwards, I’ll show ya.

It is not possible for civilization to flow backwards while there is youth in the world. Youth may be headstrong, but it will advance it allotted length.

I didn’t want to teach my kid how to read, so I used to read to him at night and close the book at the most interesting part. He said, What happened then, daddy? I said, If you learn to read, you can find out. I’m too tired to read. I’ll read to you tomorrow. So, he had a need to want to learn how to read. Don’t teach children how to read. Don’t teach them mathematics. Give them a reason to want it. In school, they’re working ass-backwards.

Sometimes you just have to be brave. You have to be strong. Sometimes you just can’t give in to weak thoughts. You have to beat down those devils that get inside your head and try to make you panic. You struggle along, putting one foot a little bit ahead of the other, hoping that when you go backwards it won’t be too far backwards, so that when you start going forwards again you won’t have too much to catch up

After all, Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels.

It’s very hard to get out of this hold, that’s why you either have to scoot backwards, move forwards, or try to get up.

The truth is everybody does it from time to time. People dial telephone numbers and they get a wrong number only to find that they’ve read the last two digits backwards. Everybody does it, but dyslexics have this tendency to a higher degree.

If we trace the history of any nation backwards into the past, we come at last to a period of myths and traditions which eventually fade away into impenetrable darkness.

I had to be a grown-up when I should have been a little boy, and now that I’m a grown-up my little-boyness has exploded out of me. I’ve lived my life backwards.

The grand thing is to be able to reason backwards.

Well, I think that when you think about the challenges we face, these are challenges that require us to look forward and not backwards. When it comes to the economy I think we have to recognize that we are now in a global economy. And that the measure of our success is: how well are we training our workers? How well are we investing in the new energy economy?

Don Quixote’s ‘Delusions’ is an excellent read – far better than my own forthcoming travel book, ‘Walking Backwards Across Tuscany.’

A mathematician makes plans to travel backwards in time through a wormhole to a parallel universe when he can’t even make it to Mars with the fastest rocket on hand today.

It caused more problems as a young kid, because the simple process of perceiving words on a piece of paper was hard for me. Many people think dyslexic people see things backwards. They don’t see things backwards.

Nobody gets to live life backward. Look ahead, that is where your future lies.

Then the challenge is, once you left brain it and build it, then when you’re on stage you have to know it so well that you can get lost in it. I don’t want to be onstage looking like a robot, I want to be at the end of the day very emotional and what feels like someone being up there rather than reciting things. That’s always the challenge, to analyze and then somehow lose yourself in something you absolutely know backwards and forwards. And nothing’s going to surprise you, but you have to be surprised by it and let it surprise you.

I’ve been doing Pilates since 1974, I lift weights, I power walk every day and I run backwards. That’s sometimes a little hard when you’re not on your home turf, because you’ve got to find a place where there are no bumps in the way – or people.

Change is non-linear and can go backwards, forwards and sideways

My dad was working abroad, in Iraq, and he was a doctor. We used to go and visit him, in Baghdad, off and on. For the first ten years of my life, we used to go backwards and forwards to Baghdad, so that was quite amazing. I spent a lot of time traveling around the Middle East.

I have learned that you’re not perfect, and that sometimes the one you love can burn you. But it’s just the fool that’s looking backwards: a bitter heart turns the love we made to ashes.

I thought it was magic to be able to catch something identically on tape and then be able to play around with it, run it backwards; I thought that was great for years.

For me, I am constantly forcing myself to evolve, because, I think, to stagnate creatively – there’s a certain death that happens with that. Because if you’re not moving forward and you’re not evolving, you’re devolving, and I don’t want to go backwards. I want to be better at what I do tomorrow than I am today. I don’t want to be worse.

But Nature too, shakes off her sleep today; By May’s mild sun we see reviv’d her frame, Around my window Venus’ birds proclaim, The month most cherish’d backwards bends his way!

My dad used to take my younger sister Whitney and I to the firing range, and he’d stand behind us as we shot. We were tiny, tiny girls, only about ten years old at the time, so the recoil when we pulled the trigger would send us flying backwards. But he’d stand behind us and make sure we were safe.

Conceive a jelly-fish such as sails in our summer seas, bell-shaped and of enormous size – far larger, I should judge, than the dome of St. Paul’s. It was of a light pink colour veined with a delicate green, but the whole huge fabric so tenuous that it was but a fairy outline against the dark blue sky. It pulsated with a delicate and regular rhythm. From it there depended two long drooping, green tentacles, which swayed slowly backwards and forwards. This gorgeous vision passed gently with noiseless dignity over my head, as light and fragile as a soap-bubble, and drifted upon its stately way.

This bowl has lived up to all the hype that I heard of it. Coaches…that have been here rave about the hospitality, rave about the venue and all the activities for the players. The people here have been marvelous. The bowl committee has bent over backwards to make sure that our stay is an excellent one. The players have something to do if they choose every day. You couldn’t find a better place.