Meaning of What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat? Quote by Friedrich Nietzsche.
There was something better in life than this rubbish, if only he could get to itlovenobilitybig spaces where passion clasped peace, spaces no science could reach, but they existed for ever, full of woods some of them, and arched with majestic sky and a friend. . .
He’s a very solid catcher, very good behind the plate. The pitchers love throwing to him. His head is always in the game.
Someone has somewhere commented on the fact that millions long for immortality who don’t know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.