Will Miller
Will Miller
Will Milleris an American rower. He is a five time US National Team Member and competed in the Men's eight event at the 2012 Summer Olympics placing 4th. He grew up in Duxbury, MA and received his undergraduate degree from Northeastern University in Boston, MA. He currently resides in San Francisco, CA. His father, Bill Miller, was also a US Olympic rower...
hands earth want
What I want is to open up. I want to know what's inside me. I want everybody to open up. I'm like an imbecile with a can opener in his hand, wondering where to begin-- to open up the earth. I know that underneath the mess everything is marvelous. I'm sure of it.
night earth creation
Through endless night the earth whirls toward a creation unknown...
moving world example
Example moves the world more than doctrine.
world ghost madmen
To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.
sex together world
What holds the world together, as I have learned from bitter experience, is sexual intercourse.
men humanity earth
Once I thought that to be human was the highest aim a man could have, but I see now that it was meant to destroy me. To-day I am proud to say that I am inhuman, that I belong not to men and governments, that I have nothing to do with creeds and principles. I have nothing to do with the creaking machinery of humanity - I belong to the earth!
believe miracle hummingbirds
either you take in believing in miracles or you stand still like the hummingbird.
eye sole grain
I had a microscopic eye for the blemish, for the grain of ugliness which to me constituted the sole beauty of the object.
looks hinges
Everything hinges on how you look at things
time drama creating
On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ideas people politics
One has to be a lowbrow, a bit of a murderer, to be a politician, ready and willing to see people sacrificed, slaughtered, for the sake of an idea, whether a good one or a bad one.
mean passion fire
Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.
music beautiful literature
Music is a beautiful opiate, if you don't take it too seriously.
new-york jobs thug
New York! The white prisons, the sidewalks swarming with maggots, the breadlines, the opium joints that are built like palaces, the kikes that are there, the lepers, the thugs, and above all, the ennui, the monotony of faces, streets, legs, houses, skyscrapers, meals, posters, jobs, crimes, loves... A whole city erected over a hollow pit of nothingness. Meaningless. Absolute meaningless.