#play

You know over 20 years I played for a number of managers and dozens of coaches. I don't know any of them that I didn't learn something from to help make me a better player. ↗

— Robin Yount

#better #better player #coaches #dozens #help

A young musician plays scales in his room and only bores his family. A beginning writer, on the other hand, sometimes has the misfortune of getting into print. ↗

— Marguerite Yourcenar

#bores #family #getting #hand #his

I only have two things in my life, my family and work. If there's any time left over, then I play sports. ↗

— Mark Zandi

#family #i #left #life #my life

Frank's bands could play the hardest stuff and make it seem like no big deal. ↗

— Dweezil Zappa

#big #big deal #could #deal #frank

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #life #love #play #relationship

A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both. ↗

— L.P. Jacks

#play #work #art

To be or not to be tethered to the sordid, sickly, stinking, sappy apron strings of Hollywood and its endless fondness for fu**ing your sh** up. If Shakespeare were alive today, I bet he’d write a scintillating soliloquy about the Broken Brood of Big Shots. I bet he’d help you out, Micky Affias, ol’ Will the Bard would. Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickinson, and beautiful ‘Ray’ as someone dashing and manly like Jules Verne or Ernest Hemingway, and we’ll write on your white-room walls. We’ll write you out of your supposed insanity. I love you, Micky Affias. -James (from "Descendants of the Eminent") ↗

— Tim Cummings

#afterlife #astrology #brothers #children-of-celebrities #class-struggle

I didn't want to miss out on a chance to congratulate you on your bouncing baby boy.” Garrett’s eyes trailed over to Milo who stood tall with an arrogant smile on his face next to his father. “I’m not sure on the protocol over here, though, is it customary to celebrate bastards?” Garrett’s comment hit the mark just like he knew it would. The smile was wiped from Milo’s face, and he stalked right up to Garrett and threw a punch at his jaw. ↗

— T.E. Sivec

#bastard #burn #garrett #haha #lol

Life insurance is a dying industry.
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— Jarod Kintz

#death #dying #industry #life-insurance #pun

Easily found, easily gathered, lives were the small change of this world, and if you lost a few, it didn't matter; there were always more. ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#change