James Russell
James Russell
Left-handed relief pitcher known for an average fastball and good slider who made his MLB debut in 2010 for the Chicago Cubs.
ProfessionBaseball Player
Date of Birth8 January 1986
CityCincinnati, OH
past thinking historical
The true historical genius, to our thinking, is that which can see the nobler meaning of events that are near him, as the true poet is he who detects the divine in the casual; and we somewhat suspect the depth of his insight into the past who cannot recognize the godlike of to-day under that disguise in which it always visits us.
reading sunrise chaucer
Reading Chaucer is like brushing through the dewy grass at sunrise.
science thinking moral
We cannot but think there is something like a fallacy in Mr. Buckle's theory that the advance of mankind is necessarily in the direction of science, and not in that of morals.
society may next
The Don Quixote of one generation may live to hear himself called the savior of society by the next.
spring pride negative
Pride of origin, whether high or low, springs from the same principle in human nature; one is but the positive, the other the negative, pole of a single weakness.
son men hands
The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.
youth young gifts-of-life
To be young is surely the best, if the most precarious, gift of life.
genius originality human-nature
Human nature has a much greater genius for sameness than for originality.
A word once vulgarized can never be rehabilitated.
woods longing silent
The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmured longing of the wood.
heart suffering woe
Not suffering, but faint heart, is worst of woes.
winter swans snow
The stiff rails were softened to swan's-down, and still fluttered down the snow.
gold wealth virtue
Old gold has a civilizing virtue which new gold must grow old to be capable of secreting.
passion fate soul
The purely Great Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere, Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate.