Ooh good I've got syphilis, the BEST of the sexually transmitted diseases.
In this I-me society, my job is to get people to buy into something bigger than themselves.
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.
We shall not always plant while others reap
The truth is that history constantly presents new problems in the guise of old.
Nothing is more stimulating and more salutary to (or for) the inner (or inward) development than the exemple of men devoted to the good. It is in the company of men pursuing a same ideal that the still weavering (or unsteady) soul can set oneself ("se fixer", Fr) and stick to (or attach to) everything that is noble and generous.
Become aware of internal, subjective, sub-verbal experiences, so that these experiences can be brought into the world of abstraction.