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
stars writing sight
It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight Once in a century.
sides argument aspiration
Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession many.
truth men light
Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, some great decision, offering each the bloom or blight, And the choice goes by forever, ’twixt that darkness and that light.
religious believe eggs
Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.
running heart blessing
Better to me the poor mans crust, Better the blessing of the poor, Though I turn me empty from his door; That is no true alms which the hand can hold; He gives nothing but worthless gold Who gives from a sense of duty; But he who gives a slender mite, And gives to that which is out of sight, That thread of the all-sustaining Beauty Which runs through all and doth all unite, - The hand cannot clasp the whole of his alms, The heart outstretches its eager palms, For a god goes with it and makes it store To the soul that was starving in darkness before.
reading eye voice
Reading enables us to see with the keenest eyes, to hear with the finest ears, and listen to the sweetest voices of all time.
heart pity
His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity-Zekle.
fate simple men
The wisest man could ask no more of fate Than to be simple, modest, manly, true, Safe from the many, honored by the few; Nothing to court in Church, or World, or State, But inwardly in secret to be great.
happiness heart gods-will
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it.
kings heart blessing
In the storm, like a prophet o’ermaddened, Thou singest and tossest thy branches; Thy heart with the terror is gladdened, Thou forebodest the dread avalanches.... In the calm thou o’erstretchest the valleys With thine arms, as if blessings imploring, Like an old king led forth from his palace, When his people to battle are pouring...
long tree bending
...Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze...
truth men waste
For men in earnest have no time to waste In patching fig-leaves for the naked truth.
rain weather tempest
Hush! Still as death, The tempest holds his breath As from a sudden will; The rain stops short, but from the eaves You see it drop, and hear it from the leaves, All is so bodingly still...
literature lasts should
[B]ut in literature, it should be remembered, a thing always becomes his at last who says it best, and thus makes it his own.