When love is gone, there's always justice.
I'm a good person. I don't wish hateful things on people. I don't hate anybody. I know that I treat people right.
I don't hide my feelings, but when it comes to illness, I guess I don't panic. My father was the same way. I'm the provider for the family and the caretaker. If I panic, who is anybody going to run to?
I've made mistakes, I've misspoke, I am sure I will again sometime, but that happens, that's part of being human in my book. I'm OK with that. I've never done it maliciously, ever.
I care what people think, but that doesn't change what I say. I am who I am.
Before I pitch any game, from spring training to Game 7 of the World Series, I'm scared to death.
Have I said dumb things? Absolutely, who hasn't? But I have never backed away from being called out on something I did or said wrong.
There is no rain beyond the clouds; there is no humanity beyond the compassion!
You don't deserve words, Sky. You deserve actions.
With the reorganization of 1898 finished, the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad entered a new period in its history.
Like many authors, I caught the writing bug during my teenage years. I don't remember the exact day or year, but I remember that reading S. E. Hinton's 'The Outsiders' sparked my interest in writing.