"I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times." — Bruce Lee, American-Chinese martial artist, born 1940
"It's not the daily increase but daily decrease. Hack away at the unessential." — Bruce Lee, American-Chinese martial artist, born 1940
"Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind." — Bruce Lee, American-Chinese martial artist, born 1940
"Go with the flow, you're made mostly of water, so why not act that way?" — Cyndi Lee, Western yoga teacher
"Yoga is not about touching your toes. It's about unlocking your ideas about what you want, where you think you can go, and how you will achieve it when you get there." — Cyndi Lee, Western yoga teacher
"Falling out of balance doesn't matter, really and truly. How we deal with that moment and how we find our way back to center, every day, again and again - that is the practice of yoga...it's about trusting that you will find your way." — Cyndi Lee, Western yoga teacher
"I have everything I had twenty years ago, only it's all a little bit lower." — Gypsy Rose Lee, American burlesque entertainer, born 1911
"Men aren’t attracted to me by my mind. They’re attracted by what I don’t mind." — Gypsy Rose Lee, American burlesque entertainer, born 1911
"Real courage is when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what." — Harper Lee, American author, born 1926
"Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember it's a sin to kill a mockingbird." — Harper Lee, American author, born 1926
"People who read poetry have heard about the burning bush, but when you write poetry, you sit inside the burning bush." — Li-Young Lee, Indonesian-American poet, born 1957
"A bruise, blue in the muscle, you impinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your body the shape of returns, your hair a torso of light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each moment of that soft-finned fruit, inverted fountain in which I don't see me." — Li-Young Lee, Indonesian-American poet, born 1957