Part of the writer's task is to recognize what he's done, then dive back in and make the connections clearer. I'm a strong believer in getting things right the ninth or tenth time.

You know what guys do? They stand up for people. You know why? Two reasons. It's right. And it feels good. Even if the person doesn't know what you did. Maybe especially then.

Let's face it - with a few exceptions, nobody likes anybody.

Athlete or not, I’m going to make sure you know how to read.

It’s just as easy to lie to yourself as it is to lie to other people. Maybe easier.

Reciprocity is not mandatory.

See Scott run, Run Scott run. See Scott die, No such luck.

Books are growing more honest at a younger age, and the world is becoming less warm and fuzzy. Or at least the monsters are out in the open.

She never said, "No, don't buy that trash," or "Pick a real book." She knew they were all real books. This is how great a librarian she was. And how great a mom.

I totally don't know what to do." He got up and started pacing. "Am I supposed to get you a present? Or maybe a card. I'm completely lost.

It is necessary to build a system or a structure which will allow you to form your dream into reality

He reached up and tugged his ear. And I did the same.

There's none so blind as those who won't see.

Unless you're willing to look a little foolish, forget the possibility of becoming great.

It's always the same, Combs walks, Koening singles, Ruth hits one out of the park, Gehrig doubles, Lazzeri triples. Then Dugan goes in the dirt on his can.

Sharpness is overrated.

There is a world which poets cannot seem to enter. It is the world everybody else lives in. And the only thing poets seem to have in common is their yearning to enter this world.

Doing one fool thing after another is not so terrible when you consider the human proclivity to do several fool things at once.

The reference to John Podesta is general. It is not specific. And, by the way, he does have his time in the barrel shortly thereafter.

Let's face it: I paint well. I know it, you know it. There's no arguing really, is there?