Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own and from morning to night as from the cradle to the grave it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.
I think about baseball when I wake up in the morning. I think about it all day and I dream about it at night. The only time I don't think about it is when I'm playing it.
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