(Being in big-league camp) made me realize that I'm close. I just need to fine tune a little bit here and there.

It's definitely one of those things I'll look back on later in life. I'll say, man, I was 19 years old, and Ken Griffey Jr.'s locker was right over there.

Life and death are balanced on the edge of a razor.

And they die an equal death - the idler and the man of mighty deeds.

There is nothing alive more agonized than man / of all that breathe and crawl across the earth.

Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.