The self has no sign of itself... For me, certain signifiers fit you, and not others. For me, all signifiers fit me, one as well as another. I am rascal, hero, craven, brave, treacherous, loyal, at once the secret hero and asshole of the Cosmos.

The more one learns, the more he understands his ignorance.

Thomas Watson (1620–1686), a Puritan preacher and author, said, “He has no design upon us, but to make us happy. . . . Who should be cheerful, if not the people of God?

Where the ball went was up to heaven. Sometimes I threw the ball clean up into the stands.

Written By Bob Feller

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