My peak? Would I even have one? I hardly had had anything you could call a life. A few ripples. some rises and falls. But that's it. Almost nothing. Nothing born of nothing. I'd loved and been loved, but I had nothing to show. It was a singularly plain, featureless landscape. I felt like I was in a video game. A surrogate Pacman, crunching blindly through a labyrinth of dotted lines. The only certainty was my death.
Poison my team and I will hunt you down with science.
When dealing with mysterious sickness, I advise people to look at what their coworkers were dying from for clues. My coworkers were were dying from suicide, gastrointestinal disease, heart disease and brain disease.
Over time, it became clear that my invisible friend and the Hawaiian visions were arising out of erratic low blood oxygen levels, company supplied drugs, vitamin and mineral deficiencies, abnormal electromagnetic radiation exposures, very high altitude damage, sleep apnea, bruxism and food intolerance.
Borne out of this, starting around the 17th Century was the Baroque era. It is my view that it is one of the architectural peak periods in western civilisation.
I've climbed in a lot of places, but only once in the U.K., at Stanage Edge in the Peak District.
Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.
I have never been to a museum in Hong Kong, or a movie or a play. I've never gone club-hopping. I've never taken the tram to Victoria Peak.
I'm definitely on the incline to a peak.
From a logistical standpoint, I learned about when to peak, when to push, when to recover throughout the season.
At their peak, religion and psychotherapy become one.
Spotify appeared nine years after Napster, the pioneering file-sharing service, which unleashed piracy on the record business and began the cataclysm that caused worldwide revenues to decline from a peak of twenty-seven billion dollars in 1999 to fifteen billion in 2013.