Don't ever let the pressure exceed the pleasure.

Never permit the pressure to exceed the pleasure.

If I'm honest with you, you might not like me for a day or two. But if I lie to you, you're going to hate me forever.

Don't ever permit the pressure to exceed the pleasure. That's on the top of my lineup card every night.

Don't let the pressure of the moment outweigh the pleasure.

I like to have fun. I have never done anything well in my entire life that I didn't enjoy.

I don't say anything. One of the reporters asked me in the scrum in there, and I said, no, I didn't say anything to anybody. I can only hurt them right now. I cannot help them.

If I'm a pitcher, my only point would be that if I'm a relief pitcher, I think I like the idea of warming up on the field.

Sometimes you have to give credit to the other guy pitching.

When you start worrying about who you're going to play, it could bite you. Because it really shouldn't matter.

You have to be able to play through the tough moments by doing something offensively, and we haven't been able to do that.

If it is true, as God says, that we are as we think, we risk becoming what we most fear if our fear is stronger than our love.

It does, Tennyson, because there’s a fine line between confidence and arrogance. There’s a fine line between being assertive and being a bully. And you’re on the wrong side of both lines.

I made mistakes in drama. I thought drama was when actors cried. But drama is when the audience cries.

I would assume most people hate my character. But I'm hoping that I'm the character you love to hate.

I've always wanted to go where the work was or where I was wanted. The idea that it can be planned is one I let go of a long time ago.

I have a Facebook page for me and my friends and a Twitter page.

Happiness when sustained too long in print can rightly be construed as sappiness.

You don't wake up in the morning and think, I'm going to be so bad today. I'm going to be a nasty villain to everyone. No, you just wake up and do your own thing.

But thou art fair, and at thy birth, dear boy, Nature and Fortune join'd to make thee great: Of Nature's gifts thou mayst with lilies boast, And with the half-blown rose; but Fortune, O!

Constant you are, But yet a woman; and for secrecy, No lady closer; for I well believe Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know.