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“It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.”
Source : "The Green Fields of the Mind," Yale Alumni Magazine, Nov. 1977
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“There are a lot of people who know me who can't understand for the life of them why I would got to work on something as unserious as baseball. If they only knew.”
Source : Source: www.realstylenetwork.com
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“Baseball has undergone and absorbed a whole set of dislocations.”
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“I don't know what drives me to succeed. I know I want to always do the best I can.I guess I was maybe in little league baseball as far as I wanted to be good at that. But school, I certainly wasn't the best at that.”
Source : "Adam Sandler Interview GROWN UPS". Interview with Sara Wayland, collider.com. June 21, 2010. 
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“I'm a bit of an insomniac. I go to bed at 5am because I get caught up in watching TV or listening to music at night.”
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“I'm nothing you can catch now. I am black powder, I am singe, I am the bomb that bursts the night.”
Source : A.M. Homes (2012). “The End Of Alice”, p.149, Granta Books
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“Perhaps something like Facebook couldn't have been invented by somebody who goes out five nights a week and has a ton of friends and makes friends really easily.”
Source : Source: www.rollingstone.com
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“Music is what mathematics does on a Saturday night.”
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“I think the success of democracy is not really police security; it's the presence of a broad middle class. The stronger the middle class of a people is, the less you have to worry about one group coming in and exploiting the democratic process for its own ends.”
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“The disenfranchised offspring, along with an entire ageless class of human discards, know only that they are doomed. They are drawn to spikes and pentagrams, gasoline, guitars screaming like whips, MIDI-programmed Thanatos, with sufficient amplitude to occupy that hollow space where consciousness once resided. These Dionysians obliterate themselves by removing filters, ultimately becoming insensate with sensation. This mode of behaviour originates in the superstitious belief that transcendence is acquired in the precise ratio by which reason is destroyed.”
