Diamond, the only trouble with you is you'd like to be me. You'd like to have my organization, my influence, my fix. You can't; th...at's impossible. You think it's money; it's not. It's personality. You haven't got it, Lieutenant. You're a cop. Slow. Steady. Intelligent. With a bad temper, and a gun under your arm. And with a big yen for a girl he can't have. First is first, and second is nobody.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If we had a reliable way to label our toys good and bad, it would be easy to regulate technology wisely. But we can rarely see far... enough ahead to know which road leads to damnation. Whoever concerns himself with big technology, either to push it forward or to stop it, is gambling in human lives.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It's just a game--baseball--an amusement, a marginal thing, not an art, not a consequential metaphor for life, not a public trust.... It may have broken Bart Giamatti's sentimental heart, but it will never break mine.... In its behind-the-scenes machinations as sport, baseball has developed unexpected ties to big-time professional wrestling, with that strange spectacle's buffoonish, self-important, overstuffed Steinbrennerish management types spouting gibberish about the best interests of this and such and the need for moral direction, all in counterpoise to sullenly big-muscled, bad-boy superstars nattering and snuffling about not getting any respect and not being in it for the dough, and being in it for the dough.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When the weather is bad as it was yesterday, everybody, almost everybody, feels cross and gloomy. Our thin linen tents--about like... a fish seine, the deep mud, the irregular mails, the never to-be-seen paymasters, and "the rest of mankind," are growled about in "old-soldier" style. But a fine day like today has turned out brightens and cheers us all. We people in camp are merely big children, wayward and changeable.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The true gardener then brushes over the ground with slow and gentle hand, to liberate a space for breath round some favourite; but... he is not thinking about destruction except incidentally. It is only the amateur like myself who becomes obsessed and rejoices with a sadistic pleasure in weeds that are big and bad enough to pull, and at last, almost forgetting the flowers altogether, turns into a Reformer.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Through a series of gradual power losses, the modern parent is in danger of losing sight of her own child, as well as her own visi...on and style. It's a very big price to pay emotionally. Too bad it's often accompanied by an equally huge price financially.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am nothing but a miserable, crushed worm, whom no one wants, whom no one loves, a useless creature with morning sickness, and a ...big belly, two rotten teeth, and a bad temper, a battered sense of dignity, and a love which nobody wants and which nearly drives me insane.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He was high and mighty. But the kindest creature to his slaves--and the unfortunate results of his bad ways were not sold, had not... to jump over ice blocks. They were kept in full view and provided for handsomely in his will. His wife and daughters in the might of their purity and innocence are supposed never to dream of what is as plain before their eyes as the sunlight, and they play their parts of unsuspecting angels to the letter.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador,... before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted a big picture.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »