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- Mavis Leyrer
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- “Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting ‘Holy shit…what a ride!’”
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If I could high-five Mavis I would love to!
Easily one of my all-time favorite quotes.
I love to be reminded of such a truth every time I read it.
I’m printing this and hanging it up in my room.
Rad. And true. An honest appraisal of why we really need to live in the now.
Wonderful!
Anyone who likes this quote should also realize that by speeding to your grave, you have arrived much too early.
So wouldn’t you rather live life to its fullest as opposed to living life like a fool in a hurry.
im well and truely guna skid into my grave, not guna ‘arrive to early’
but guna do what i want to without hesitating. life is too short. thrash it out.
Comment to Ron Grandison about Leyrer’s quote.
Why do you interpret Leyrer’s quote as speeding to the grave?
I love this quote – it reminds you to live your life and not worry too much about the nitty gritty. For me it also tells me that although my body is not as I would wish it to be, the fact that I love life and enjoy my time here is what is really important.
I intend to live life to it’s fullest and if I died tomorrow I can honestly say that I’ve had one hell of a ride on this planet speeding through space at millions of miles an hour!!
Oneof my favorite quotes. I’m putting it on my middle school newspaper’s quote page, which I’m in charge of.
Umm….except for one thing.
Mavis was quoting Bill McKenna, a professional motorcyle racer, who was the person who originally said this during an interview for an article that appeared in the Feb.1982 issue of Cycle magazine.
I interpret this to mean Life is short don’t let it pass u by not taking chances and wondering what could have been…..
Life is not a wading pool where u only try get your feet wet, Life is deep rushing river, Step up to the edge and DIVE IN HEAD FIRST!!
@ David Weinstock: the quote attribution is far more problematic.
Your justification is good, and specific, but hard to check without the magazine at hand (and not proving he wasn’t quoting). However, other quote-collections specifically gathering Bill McKenna quotes do not include this one, so I tend to disbelief they all overlooked this very popular quote.
E.g., http://thinkexist.com/quotes/bill_mckenna/ and http://www.quotesdaddy.com/author/Bill+McKenna … Worse, there’s an NPR blog attributing it to him, as “a paraphrasing someone sent in and attributed to McKenna,” http://www.npr.org/blogs/mycancer/2007/02/wow_what_a_ride.html — in other words, not trustworthy.
The further problem is that I’ve seen so many different paraphrasing, involving “glass of wine in one hand,” or “strawberries and champagne in hand,” etc. Some paraphrasers feel the need to replace “WOW” at the end with “HOLY SH*T,” etc. A 2008 cartoon writes it out (lazy cartoonist) so some think that’s the source (yeah, silly).
Oh, look, the same discussion is here, about the source: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20081214093617AA273kw
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Anyone who reads this would also realize this quote states nothing about speeding to your grave. It just simply states that when it is your time to go make sure you can look back on life with no regrets. Knowing you lived and loved to the fullest because you never know when tomorrow will never come.
this is actually a Hunter S. Thompson quote. attributed to him long before both Mavis Leyrer and Bill McKenna. The original goes:
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”