#catching

I started in for the ball but I just couldn't get it. I should have caught it because I was used to catching everything on the sandlots. But they hit the ball a lot harder in the major leagues and I just couldn't reach the ball this time. ↗

— Al Kaline

#because #catching #caught #everything #get

I'm for catching every Japanese in America, Alaska, and Hawai'i now and putting them in concentration camps. ↗

— Francis Biddle

#america #camps #catching #concentration #every

I enjoy catching our show whenever I can. It does get very weird to watch myself, it's always been that way, but at the same time, it's part of my job to see what kind of job I'm doing and to get a perspective on where I'm taking the character. ↗

— James Lafferty

#been #catching #character #does #doing

Some men like a dull life - they like the routine of eating breakfast, going to work, coming home, petting the dog, watching TV, kissing the kids, and going to bed. Stay clear of it - it's often catching. ↗

— Hedy Lamarr

#breakfast #catching #clear #coming #coming home

The good news is that real-world hands-on conservation is alive and well and catching on across the America I travel. ↗

— Ted Nugent

#alive #america #catching #conservation #good

Even when I'm tired, when I come home and think about catching up on my sleep, I'd rather stay up and hold my daughters. ↗

— Charlie Haas

#catching #come #daughters #even #hold

But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games #katniss-everdeen #rue #beauty

I won't forget the hood. I won't forget the days of catching a bullet on the way to the mailbox or bricks with death threats that somehow made their way through the window. ↗

— Pau Gasol

#bullet #catching #days #death #forget

Winning the Games will make you famous, losing will mean death. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#death

He tilts his forehead down to rest against mine and pulls me closer. His skin, his whole being radiates heat from being so near the fire, and I close my eyes, soaking in his warmth. I breathe in the smell of snow-dampened leather and smoke and apples, the smell of all those wintry days we shared before the Games. I don't try to move away. Why should I anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you." That's why. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#gale #katniss #the-hunger-games #love