It just means that if someone hates you, they still have feelings for you. If they really didn’t care about you, they’d just forget about you. They wouldn’t even waste the time hating you.
BARRY LYGAIt just means that if someone hates you, they still have feelings for you. If they really didn’t care about you, they’d just forget about you. They wouldn’t even waste the time hating you.
BARRY LYGAThe best revenge is living well, my dad told me once.
BARRY LYGAIf I think she’ hot and it turns out she’s a psychopath, then what does that say about me? I’m totally not ready for that kind of therapy.
BARRY LYGAHomecoming’s stupid.” And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.
BARRY LYGASee, forgiveness doesn’t happen all at once. It’s not an event – it’s a process.
BARRY LYGAI don’t know and I don’t care anymore. I was supposed to have my way for once, just once in my life. I did everything right and I got nothing for it. I want to kill them all. no, better yet, I want to die. No, even bettter than that: I want to kill them all then die.
BARRY LYGAUnreal. I’m feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.
BARRY LYGAAt the end of the day, it’s a series of individual challenges played out against a team defense. It’s a psersonal test every time I step into the batter’s box: Can I do better than the last time? And that’s why I love it.
BARRY LYGAThis is why I forgive, but I don’t forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn’t mean anything anymore.
BARRY LYGAMedicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They’ll just spring on you like a ninja.
BARRY LYGAYes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.
BARRY LYGAYou won’t even know you’ve crossed the line until it’s way back in your rearview mirror.
BARRY LYGAAnd I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.
BARRY LYGAHe moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he’s tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend’s hair. Ever.
BARRY LYGAAnd what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll just take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go?
BARRY LYGAI do what I’ve trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher’s mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.
BARRY LYGA