My boy, one small breeze doesn't make a wind storm.

With my team I am an absolute czar. My men know it. I order plays and they obey. If the don't, I fine them.

The team that gets off to a good start wins pennants.

I think we can win it if my brain holds out.

In playing or managing, the game of ball is only fun for me when I'm out in front and winning. I don't give a hill of beans for the rest of the game.

My boy, one small breeze doesn't make a wind storm.

No club that wins a pennant once is an outstanding club. One which bunches two pennants is a good club. But a team which can win three in a row really achieves greatness.

Learn to know every man under you, get under his skin, know his faults. Then cater to him - with kindness or roughness as his case may demand.

There is but one game and that game is baseball.

Why shouldn't we pitch to Babe Ruth? We pitch to better hitters in the National League.

Cobb would have to play center field on my all time team. But where would that put Speaker? In left. If I had them both, I would certainly play them that way.

Sportsmanship and easygoing methods are all right, but it is the prospect of a hot fight that brings out the crowds.

One small breeze doesnt make a wind storm.

Given a fair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high, not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whatever terms are offered us? No.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

The first thing you do when you get out to center field is put up your finger and check the wind chill factor.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

A great wind swept over the ghetto, carrying away shame, invisibility and four centuries of humiliation. But when the wind dropped people saw it had been only a little breeze, friendly, almost gentle.

I might have been born in a hovel but I am determined to travel with the wind and the stars.

His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.

Sometimes songwriters and singers forget that. They get a melody in their head and the notes will take precedence, so that they wind up forcing a word onto a melody. It doesn't ring true.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

Throw caution to the wind and just do it.

I've always stuck with Gibsons. I've had Guilds and Fenders, too, but I always wind up going back to Gibsons.

Politicians trim and tack in their quest for power, but they do so in order to get the wind of votes in their sails.

The newer homes did not sustain as much damage because they were built to better safety codes; they were better designed, higher wind loads for the roof. All of those facets made those homes sustain the storm a whole lot better.

Now it would be as absurd to deny the existence of God, because we cannot see him, as it would be to deny the existence of the air or wind, because we cannot see it.

Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.

The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind.

It'll work, if God, wind, leads, ice, snow, and all the hells of this damned frozen land are willing.

It becomes a giant's task to compute the result when the effect of cross seas, wind at all angles and ever varying force, arched surfaces, head resistance, ratio of weight to area, and the intelligence of the guiding power crop up.

Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.

As time goes by, I realize that I do trust the wind. And I often write my songs for myself.

The biggest challenge has been simulating a tornado with wind machines and dirt and debris. Right when you walk on the set, you feel the energy of a tornado. But the hardest thing is trying to get dialogue out in all of that.

He is the best sailor who can steer within fewest points of the wind, and exact a motive power out of the greatest obstacles.

Without craftsmanship, inspiration is a mere reed shaken in the wind.

Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.

That's a powerful lucky rabbit's foot. I got the part in Gone With the Wind because of it. I got my Warner contract, thanks to it.

We've got the wind at our back right now. Americans are waking up to the realities of their previous choices. We must keep America moving back to preeminence because our values and conservative ideas are the world's greatest hope.

I think daily that the country's future is being thrown to the wind.

A certain amount of opposition is a great help to a man. Kites rise against, not with, the wind.

Night fell clean and cold in Dublin, and wind moaned beyond my room as if a million pipes played the air.

Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm.

Most people never run far enough on their first wind to find out they've got a second.

The ultimate would be to compete in a couple more Olympics, hopefully break some world records and wind up my sports career with a couple of years in the WNBA.

They sowed the wind and now they are going to reap the whirlwind.

Thought is the wind and knowledge the sail.

America is a hurricane, and the only people who do not hear the sound are those fortunate if incredibly stupid and smug White Protestants who live in the center, in the serene eye of the big wind.

As far as I was concerned, the Depression was an ill wind that blew some good. If it hadn't occurred, my parents would have given me my college education. As it was, I had to scrabble for it.