I like to make my husband like me more, and he likes it when I’m wearing makeup.
I'm not trying to be cocky, but I set such a high standard for myself. I'm not happy when I pitch seven innings and give up two runs and get a win.
We're all physical bodies, but basically everything we do is determined by what goes on in our heads. The only person who ever stops me from achieving something is me.
It would be great to just be able to ignore everything and pitch to a spot, to suppress the intellect and let the intuition take over.
I think I'm aware of what goes on in my mind more than some guys, and for that reason I fight more battles.
I hadn't focused on mechanics since I signed professionally.
I'm so secure in myself I couldn't care less what people think of me.
I'm missing something, aren't I?" "Brains", he snapped. "And survival instinct. The Hawklord's been waiting for you for three hours. " "Tell him I'm dead.
The unreasonable efficiency of mathematics in science is a gift we neither understand nor deserve.
There is no better time than the autumn to begin forgetting the things that trouble us, allowing them to fall away like dried leaves. There is no better time to dance again, to make the most of every crumb of sunlight and warm body and soul with its rays before it falls asleep and becomes only a dim light bulb in the skies.
God cannot endure that unfestive, mirthless attitude of ours in which we eat our bread in sorrow, with pretentious, busy haste, or even with shame. Through our daily meals He is calling us to rejoice, to keep holiday in the midst of our working day.