Pastoral Resources

The triple is the most exciting play in baseball. Home runs win a lot of games, but I never understood why fans are so obsessed with them.

I'm hoping someday that some kid, black or white, will hit more home runs than myself. Whoever it is, I'd be pulling for him.

The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

It gets so boring at home. After all, how many reruns of Abbott and Costello movies can a guy watch on television?

Sitting at home the way I do, I'd just love the hear from people. It'd be a great help in passing the time.

Sometimes when I get home at night in Washington I feel as though I had been in a great traffic jam.

I didn't really seek attention. I just wanted to play the game well and go home.

I trust that the president will try, just give it one more shot, some revolutionary way of not doing this, of bringing all those kids back home safely.

Home wasn't built in a day.

It's risky in a marriage for a man to come home too late, but it can sometimes pose an even greater risk if he comes home too early.

I've got too many of my friends that retired and went home and got on a rocking chair, and about a year and a half later, I'm always going to the cemetery.

Another nice thing was that I would type out letters home for the admiral's stewards. They would then feed me the same food the admiral ate.

America's future will be determined by the home and the school. The child becomes largely what he is taught; hence we must watch what we teach, and how we live.

I am in the process of starting a nonprofit organization that gives rescued animals a home in a simulated wild environment and, for those who have been tested on, who are disabled, aggressive, etc., their own space to live out their days.

I'm going to go down swinging... I'm sure as heck not going to go home and say I had a bad tournament.

The fate of the singers who, like my songs, went up in flame was also the fate of the books which I later wrote. All of them went up in flame to Heaven in a fire which broke out one night at my home in Bad Homburg as I lay ill in a hospital.

The earth is my altar, the sky is my dome, mind is my garden, the heart is my home and I'm always at home - yea, I'm always at Om.

Ah, the pleasure, the joy - a big news story that runs and runs, that is played down by some of our journalistic colleagues, saying 'it'll never happen', only to be confirmed by the Home Secretary.

We got to go to Lucas Ranch and, at that time, my brother was still living in a condo about a mile from Robin Williams, and so I made all of the other comics jealous because I got to get a ride home with him.

Where there is a mother in the home, matters go well.