One disadvantage of being a hog is that at any moment some blundering fool may try to make a silk purse out of your wife's ear.
Maybe the ones burning my jersey were never LeBron fans anyway.
You have to be able to accept failure to get better.
Basketball isn't easy. All my life I've been striving to make myself better. It's a full time commitment. To be the best, you have to work the hardest. You have to chase what seems impossible over and over and over again, because giving up is not an option, and when you feel like you've reached your limit, it's only the beginning, that's when the time to dig deep, to find the courage to push some more, because if you've got the drive, the discipline, and the resolve to do what it takes to make yourself great, then the rewards are endless.
Don't be afraid of failure. This is the way to succeed.
The best teacher in life is experience.
In Northeast Ohio, nothing is given. Everything is earned. You work for what you have.
Real estate prices are way out of whack with what people earn.
God does not need your good works, but your neighbor does.
I think if I hadn't had the dance background, it would have been much harder as a kid to be like, 'I'm going to be an actress. ' But you're involved with one area of the arts and other things interest you. It feels like an easier move.
And what does the rain say at night in a small town, what does the rain have to say? Who walks beneath dripping melancholy branches listening to the rain? Who is there in the rain’s million-needled blurring splash, listening to the grave music of the rain at night, September rain, September rain, so dark and soft? Who is there listening to steady level roaring rain all around, brooding and listening and waiting, in the rain-washed, rain-twinkled dark of night?