To love is to stop comparing.

The chimerical pursuit of perfection is always linked to some important deficiency, frequently the inability to love.

His love of himself is getting the better of his political pragmatism.

Love seeks no cause beyond itself and no fruit; it is its own fruit, its own enjoyment. I love because I love; I love in order that I may love.

I work with language. I love the flowers of afterthought.

I love pitching in the Southeastern Conference. I'm getting to work with Wade LeBlanc, who is a great player. I'm not an overpowering guy. I pretty much work my change-up and try to spot up my fastball on the corners. I pitch backwards, throw off-speed in fastball counts.