It was an ideal day for football - too cold for the spectators and too cold for the players.

Ninety feet between home plate and first base may be the closest man has ever come to perfection.

Writing is easy. Just sit in front of a typewriter, open up a vein and bleed it out drop by drop.

It is well known that the older a man grows, the faster he could run as a boy.

Now it is done. Now the story ends. And there is no way to tell it. The art of fiction is dead. Reality has strangled invention.

I have known writers who paid no damned attention whatever to the rules of grammar and rhetoric and somehow made the language behave for them.

Today's game is always different from yesterday's game.

Baseball is a dull game only for those with dull minds.

Dying is no big deal. Living is the trick.

Unlike the normal pattern, I know I have grown more liberal as I've grown older. I have become more convinced that there is room for improvement in the world.

Writing is very much like bricklaying. You learn to put one brick on top of another and spread the mortar so thick.

A person obsessed with ultimate truth is a person asking to be relieved of money.

It was amazing to me that, all of a sudden, I was hearing my music on the radio and coming out of cars.

Hockey is a tough game.

I think it's crucial to live, play and work passionately. I'm inspired by my husband, my son and the sense of possibility in the world.

It would be a lie to say that people are coming to adoption with joy at all times. Hope, perhaps, but it would be disingenuous to say that every part coming to an adoption isn't seriously grieving.

When the Dodgers left, it was not only a loss of a team, it was the disruption of a social pattern. A total destruction of a culture.

I think only a massive public outcry would result in my receiving any measure of justice.

When God looks at you, he doesn’t see you; he sees the One who surrounds you. That means that failure is not a concern for you. Your victory is secure.

It is a stupid presumption to go about despising and condemning as false anything that seems to us improbable; this is a common fault in those who think they have more intelligence than the crowd.

Only in Paris do couture workers, from seamstress to mannequin, worship a dress and treat it like a baby.