Will Harris
Will Harris
William Taylor Harrisis an American professional baseball pitcher for the Houston Astros of Major League Baseball. He previously played for the Arizona Diamondbacks and Colorado Rockies...
home fate slides
How seldom we recognize the sound when the bolt of our fate slides home.
We can only learn so much and live.
smart being-smart spoil
Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it?
made happened happens
Nothing made me happen. I happened.
planets damn hard
It's hard to have anything isn't it? Rare to get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.
night light natural-justice
In her way, she was a hard one. Faith in any sort of natural justice was nothing but a night light; she knew of that. Whatever she did, she would end the same way with everyone does: flat on her back with a tube in her nose, wondering, "Is this all?
grandmother swans evil
I collect church collapses, recreationally. Did you see the recent one in Sicily? Marvelous! The facade fell on sixty-five grandmothers at a special mass. Was that evil? If so, who did it? If he's up there, he just loves it, Officer Starling. Typhoid and swans - it all comes from the same place.
heart short-notice cafes
We rarely get to prepare ourselves in meadows or on graveled walks; we do it on short notice in places without windows, hospital corridors, rooms like this lounge with its cracked plastic sofa and Cinzano ashtrays, where the cafe curtains cover blank concrete. In rooms like this, with so little time, we prepare our gestures, get them by heart so we can do them when we're frightened in the face of Doom.
giving wife serious
I'm giving serious thought into eating yor wife” - Hannibal Lecter
tragedy dies
The tragedy is not to die, but to be wasted.
foxes rabbits helping
When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.
school littles beans
A census taker tried to quantify me once. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone. Go back to school, little Starling.
life growing-up mistake
I think it's easy to mistake understanding for empathy - we want empathy so badly. Maybe learning to make that distinction is part of growing up. It's hard and ugly to know somebody can understand you without even liking you.
writing novel
You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up. It's all there and you just have to find it.