W. E. B. Griffin Quotes
I try to keep my confidence on the charts, but I'm a confident guy as well. You've got to be that way. If you don't think that you're the best, then you won't perform that way.
I hate to talk about myself like that, but if I had to straight up tell a head coach or an owner why they should take me, it's because I'm the best in everything I've done.
People have said some really good things about my performance, and that's what I'm happy about, what I'm excited about. I was able to go out there, and like I said, I put my best foot forward.
You can say whatever you want; it doesn't matter. It doesn't faze me. I'll still go out and do what I have to do, whether that's making A's in the classroom or doing well on the field.
It's not about talent once you get to the NFL because everyone's got it. It's about being willing to go that extra mile to be the best and that's something that I've always done.
The day I think about throwing the ball away at the beginning of a play, I should stop playing.
I think I'm starting to figure out when I need to get rid of it and when I don't need to.
I don't want people to say I'm a solid quarterback. I want to be the best, and I'll continually work until I get there.
The Redskins haven't won the division since 1999, and we came in and we did it in one year!
The mold that everyone is seeing nowadays is kind of the Aaron Rodgers mold - I try to mix and match from the different quarterbacks.
Whoever I can go out every week and motivate to do better and to try to go after their dreams, I'm up for that.
I know I'm the No. 1 quarterback for the Washington Redskins, and that's all that matters in my heart. That's all I wanted. I wanted a team that wanted me, and I found that.
Far more frightening than the thought of dying was the experience of erasure already occurring in my life. My fear of becoming someone who did not count.
Perhaps every moment of time lived in human consciousness remains in the air around us.
How many small decisions accumulate to form a habit? What a multitude of decisions, made by others, in other times, must shape our lives now.
Ordinary women attempt to change our bodies to resemble a pornographic ideal. Ordinary women construct a false self and come to hate this self.
Susan Bordo’s Unbearable Weight is a masterpiece of complex an nuanced thinking not only about a significant problem that faces women but about our culture. A very valuable book.
Language is filled with words for deprivation images so familiar it is hard to crack language open into that other country the country of being.
Telling a story of illness, one pulls a thread through a narrow opening flanked on one side by shame and the other by trivia.
I love to write humor. If I could make a living doing it that is all I would write.
Of course, I’ve told Jesus to suck it, too, which earned me a certain measure of notoriety, because you have to make fun of any religion that would let you have sixteen kids and say it’s God’s will.
Never underestimate the ridiculous things that have been done in the name of religious-semantic obscurity.
The world of fundamental religion does not recognize even the slightest variation in meaning should this meaning fall outside its own definition of truth.
He was one of those young men who possess an impressive store of facts, but no truths.
The author explains that some find recourse from injustice in literature and art but that these tend to deepen sensitivity to injustice rather than dull it.
Parenting requires a delicate balance of letting your child be your spiritual teacher while you maintain the clarity and boundaries to be her Earthly teacher.
I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from each other, the earth, ourselves.
There was almost a flicker of humanity in the man. The kind of human who pulled wings off flies as a kid, but still human.
I’ve perfected the art of the fake smile. It’s not so difficult when you are completely numb.
It is man who has abandoned God, not God who has abandoned man.
You know how it is -- you get older, you get wiser, you start to ask yourself 'is it any use being able to summon creatures of the nether deeps when I could be watching BBC 4?
His insights have come to him through a crack in the veneer of civilization, which was also a crack in his own soul. He had the courage to look in this direction.
A small child being dragged to bed peered curiously at me as it passed, then waved. We waved back, not being entirely sure how else to respond to small creatures like that.
It was a little thing, but on top of the other little things, it broke something in me.
The body remembers who we are supposed to be. And in this there is grief.
Men don't ask other men if they're getting home OK, they just assume that beneath the frail, weak exterior lurks a muscle-building kung fu master fearless of ever being mugged.
For individuals and organizations alike, a reputation is far easier to destroy than it is to build.