In Spanish, we have a saying: 'The woman and the frying pan belong in the kitchen.' Ohhhh, I hate it!

When you are Spanish girl, you got to grow up in a convent if you want to get married.

My English is actually getting worse. We talk Spanish at home and switch to English only when we need it. Like when we go to the bank to get some money.

I won't say that women belong in the kitchen, but they don't belong in the dugout.

No fue el dolor, sino lo in­jus­to del asun­to, lo que aton­tó a Peter. Lo dejó im­po­ten­te. Sólo podía mirar, ho­rro­ri­za­do. Todos los niños reac­cio­nan así la pri­me­ra vez que los tra­tan con in­jus­ti­cia. A lo único que pien­san que tie­nen de­re­cho cuan­do se le acer­can a uno de buena fe es a un trato justo. Des­pués de que uno haya sido in­jus­to con ellos se­gui­rán que­rién­do­lo, pero nunca vol­ve­rán a ser los mis­mos.

I'm very different; that was 12 years ago, ... I hate to think it's like I'm still going around saying f--- you.