Civilization is a perishable commodity.
I'm a big fan of curling, follow all the major world events. Watch all four Tennis majors.
Baseball games are like snowflakes and fingerprints, no two are ever alike.
Hardly anybody recognizes the most significant moments of their life at the time they happen.
Baseball is the most perfect of games, solid, true, pure and precious as diamonds. If only life were so simple. Within the baselines anything can happen. Tides can reverse; oceans can open. That's why they say, "the game is never over until the last man is out. " Colors can change, lives can alter, anything is possible in this gentle, flawless, loving game.
Praise the name of baseball. The word will set captives free. The word will open the eyes of the blind. The word will raise the dead. Have you the word of baseball living inside you? Has the word of baseball become part of you? Do you live it, play it, digest it, forever? Let an old man tell you to make the word of baseball your life. Walk into the world and speak of baseball. Let the word flow through you like water, so that it may quicken the thirst of your fellow man.
Syzygy, inexorable, pancreatic, phantasmagoria - anyone who can use those four words in one sentence will never have to do manual labor.
I've had failures, don't get me wrong, but it wasn't beneath me to pick up the phone and introduce myself to Bernard Malamud and say, "I'd like to introduce myself to you and to come meet you. I think I might have something that's worthy of your skills as a writer. "
That is the saving grace of humor, if you fail no one is laughing at you.
God finally caught his eye.
The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.