silentrunning

I have met someone. Someone so unexpected that her happiness supersedes my former life's pursuits. I want to give her everything. Be everything for her. She is my how, and she is my why.

You mind if I go in there and say bye to him? I'll be back, quick. Won't even sneak a drink. And then Wabang's in our rearview.

Other than chemistry, rowing was the only thing Calvin had true passion for. In fact, rowing is why Calvin applied to Harvard in the first place: to row for Harvard was, in 1945, to row for the best. Or actually second best. University of Washington was the best, but University of Washington was in Seattle and Seattle had a reputation for rain. Calvin hated rain. Therefore, he looked further afield—to the other Cambridge, the one in England, thus exposing one of the biggest myths about scientists: that they’re any good at research. — Bonnie Garmus: Lessons in Chemistry (Chapter 3: Hastings Research Institute)