James A. Baldwin
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James A. Baldwin
James A. "Jim" Baldwinwas an American football player, track athlete, coach of football, basketball, and baseball, and college athletics administrator. He served as the head football coach at Rhode Island State College—now the University of Rhode Island, the University of Maine, Trinity College in Durham, North Carolina—now Duke University, Lehigh University, and Wake Forest University, compiling a career college football record of 41–32–14. Baldwin was also the head basketball coach at the same five schools, amassing a career college basketball...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth2 August 1924
CountryUnited States of America
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
We have all had the experience of finding that our reactions and perhaps even our deeds have denied beliefs we thought were ours.
He may be a very nice man. But I haven't got the time to figure that out. All I know is, he's got a uniform and a gun and I have to relate to him that way. That's the only way to relate to him because one of us may have to die.
I had never before thought of how awful the relationship must be between the musician and his instrument. He has to fill it, this instrument, with the breath of life, his own. He has to make it do what he wants it to do. And a piano is just a piano. It's made out of so much wood and wires and little hammers and big ones, and ivory. While there's only so much you can do with it, the only way to find this out is to try; to try and make it do everything.
One is responsible to life: It is the small beacon in that terrifying darkness from which we come and to which we shall return.
Heredity provides for the modification of its own machinery.
Like all science, psychology is knowledge; and like science again, it is knowledge of a definite thing, the mind.
After an interval of two and a half centuries, the tradition of mystic illumination renewed itself in Italy and Germany.
There is a ''sanctity'' involved with bringing a child into this world: it is better than bombing one out of it.