Pastoral Resources

Even in Los Angeles, where we lived, when we would date somebody or go out with them, if we went out with somebody else the next night, we often found that women were banging on our windows while we were bedded down with other women!

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

Getting an inch of snow is like winning 10 cents in the lottery.

I always love being in the company of women. It's all about good conversation and great wine.

The key to winning baseball games is pitching, fundamentals, and three run homers.

The fame aspect of winning the Masters... besides being married and becoming a father, that's a strong third there.

If I thought I had hurt my chances of winning another major just because I was chasing money around, I'd wind up kicking myself.

Politics is not about winning for the sake of winning.

At a young age winning is not the most important thing... the important thing is to develop creative and skilled players with good confidence.

I do believe in ghosts. Freaky things will happen, and I'm like, 'The wind didn't do that! Some spirit did'.

Also at the top of the list was my three day appearance on 'Press Your Luck'. In addition to the intense competition of each of those games, it slowly started to dawn on me in the minutes between tapings that I was winning some serious money.

We were succeeding. When you looked at specifics, this became a war of attrition. We were winning.

You may depend on it that the bunting, emberiza miliaria, does not leave this country in the winter.

All the windows of my heart I open to the day.

Players should know that if you can't make the contribution of the winning shot, that your attitude every day when you come to practice, or the positive contribution you make through cheering and keeping up team morale, is just as important in the overall picture.

I have played in rain before. I have played in wind before. I have played in cold before, but not all put together. They were the hardest conditions I ever played in.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

Let there be many windows to your soul, that all the glory of the world may beautify it.

One should always play fairly when one has the winning cards.

So they all went away from the little log house. The shutters were over the windows, so the little house could not see them go. It stayed there inside the log fence, behind the two big oak trees that in the summertime had made green roofs for Mary and Laura to play under.