Leigh Steinberg Quotes

A lot of people didn't realize that with the carpet being pulled out from under me in such a short time frame I got to such a bad place.

You can't plan for the future, because some guy's going to land in a spaceship with three heads and a big beak and take over everything.

Nothing is going the way it was supposed to.

Brooklyn was a famous team. I wanted to play for the Dodgers.

I just had one occasion in my life when suddenly my private life was everywhere, and that was an accident and beyond my control.

When you can't do what you love all of a sudden because of an uncontrollable situation, it sucks.

I hadn't expected to be kidnapped today or I'd have worn something more conservative.

Anger is frustration at the fact that we are not God, and do not have control over reality.

My very existence, my life in the world, seemed like a hallucination. A strong wind would make me think my body was about to be blown to the end of the earth, to some land I had never seen or heard of, where my mind and body would separate forever. “Hold tight,” I would tell myself, but there was nothing for me to hold on to.

But I'm Crazy. I swear to God I am.

They say that life's a game, & then they take the board away.

Nobody had ever told me that anything could be like this.

Relationships are a battle. They are a chess game. And what did I do? I just threw all my chess pieces down on the board at once, and said, "Here! Have them all!

It's just so out of control. Life, I mean. The way it flies off in all these different directions without your permission.

McMahon 3:16 says 'I just pissed my pants!'

I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.

I feel I'm trying to get this really crap car going, and it just keeps stalling on me. And then other times I feel like my life's a train thundering toward me, and I'm in a car stuck on the crossroads and can't get out. Isn't it great being young!

But Mousie, thou art no thy lane In proving foresight may be vain The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft agley An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy!

I'm losing control."-Brittany Mamacita, I've already lost it."-Alex

You have lost all delight in life. Ahead is a large array of blind alleys. You are half-deliberately, half-desperately cutting off your grip on creative life. You are becoming a neuter machine. You cannot love, even if you knew how to begin to love. Every thought is a devil, a hell-if you could do a lot of things over again, ah, how differently you would do them! You want to go home, back to the womb. You watch the world bang door after door in your face, numbly, bitterly. You have forgotten the secret you knew, once, ah, once, of being joyous, of laughing, of opening doors.

Will I ever get control of my life? Will I always be shoved back and pushed around by those I trust?

I went through an experience that taught me that as soon as you think that you know how your life is going to be, something in the universe will make you realize that you really are not that in control of it.

And what in the name of Merlin’s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?

Because sometimes you have no control over life and it keeps you far away from who you love.

Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat.