Baseball Philosophy Life Quotes & Sayings

Some people like baseball, some soccer and some others like no sports at all. Their psychological orientation with sports doesn't make them any less or more human. The same is with religious orientation. The true Kingdom of God is within you, and it is defined by your behavior with other people, regardless of their religious affiliation. You are the God of your life, and your divinity lies in your actions. — Abhijit Naskar

He was one of the few people who had spoken to me as though his words were not rocks and I was not glass. — Meredith Norton

Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery? — Ahmad Ardalan

And then Loki gets jealous of how pretty Thor is and is like "I wanna dress up too. — Cory O'Brien

Your mind is made up but your mouth is undone. — Elvis Costello

News of bad customer service reaches more than twice as many ears as praise for a good service experience. — Timi Nadela

You are always in the right place at exactly the right time, and you always have been. — Ethan Hawke

Look right through me, look right through me. — Gary Jules

Yesterday's home runs don't win today's games. — Babe Ruth

There's a reason diehard fans get to the ballpark hours before game time. It's not for better parking. It's not for extra time to find our seats. It's not so we'll have time to down an extra hot dog, heavy on the mustard, prior to the first pitch. It's called BP. — Tucker Elliot

I have no fear of the dead. Indeed in my own limited experience I have found them to produce in me a feeling that is quite the opposite of fear. A dead body is much more fascinating than a live one and I have learned that most corpses tell better stories. I'd had the good fortune of seeing several of them in my time. — Alan Bradley

She had some hidden reason of her own for attaching great importance to this choosing what her mother was to wear. What was the reason, Mrs. Ramsay wondered, standing still to let her clasp the necklace she had chosen, divining, through her own past, some deep, some buried, some quite speechless feeling that one had for one's mother at Rose's age. Like all feelings felt for oneself, Mrs. Ramsay thought, it made one sad. It was so inadequate, what one could give in return; and what Rose felt was quite out of proportion to anything she actually was. And Rose would grow up; and Rose would suffer, she supposed, with these deep feelings, and she said she was ready now ... — Virginia Woolf

A writer illuminates the lights of her heart so that everyone can see themselves in the mirror of her thoughts. — Debasish Mridha