I suddenly had to chase after my pictures... Pictures are like taxis during rush hour - if you're not fast enough, someone else will get there first.
There are one hundred and ninety nine ways to beat, but only one way to win; get there first.
We must go fast, because the race is against time.
Get there first with the most.
We need to drive like hell and get to the hills before the winter sets in.
I work early in the morning, before my nasty critic gets up - he rises about noon. By then, I've put in much of a day's work.
We are going as fast as we can as soon as we can. We're in a race against time, until we run out of money.
There's a million new people in the studio every day creating new stuff so I really had to be on my toes with this one so I could get it out before somebody else could.
