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...
lonely men artist
I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous man, the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the man in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable
forever remains depends
Everything remains unsettled forever, depend on it
inspirational leadership business
The real leader has no need to lead - he is content to point the way.
running song wine
Side by side with the human race there runs another race of beings, the inhuman ones, the race of artists who, goaded by unknown impulses, take the lifeless mass of humanity and by the fever and ferment with which they imbue it turn this soggy dough into bread and the bread into wine and the wine into song.
leadership wise wisdom
No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.
writing rewards
Writing is its own reward.
insane enlightenment progress
What have we to offer the world beside the superabundant loot which we recklessly plunder from the earth under the maniacal delusion that this insane activity represents progress and enlightenment?
running stars eye
I wanted to feel the blood running back into my veins, even at the cost of annihilation. I wanted to shake the stone and light out of my system. I wanted the dark fecundity of nature, the deep well of the womb, silence, or else the lapping of the black waters of death. I wanted to be that night which the remorseless eye illuminated, a night diapered with stars and trailing comets. To be of night so frighteningly silent, so utterly incomprehensible and eloquent at the same time. Never more to speak or to listen or to think.
beautiful eye sea
She rises up out of a sea of faces and embraces me, embraces me passionately--- a thousand eyes, noses, fingers, legs, bottles, windows, purses, saucers all glaring at us an we in each other's arm oblivious. I sit down beside her and she talks--- a flood of talk. Wild consumptive notes of hysteria, perversion, leprosy. I hear not a word because she is beautiful and I love her and now I am happy and willing to die.
wise men blessing
...the wise man knows that every experience is to be viewed as a blessing.
time fall men
History is the myth, the true myth, of man's fall made manifest in time.
crazy becoming world
There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.
yield joy produce
Do anything, but let it produce joy. Do anything, but let it yield ecstasy.
men class waiting
Those who are truly decrepit, living corpses, so to speak, are the middle-aged, middle-class men and woman who are stuck in their comfortable grooves and imagine that the status quo will least forever or else are so frightened it won't, that they have retreated into their mental bomb shelters to wait it out.