Rick Tumlinson Quotes

It's a source of great sadness to me that my father died without having seen me do anything worthwhile. He was constantly having to make excuses for me.

Losing hurts me.

I was just tired of losing... Life was passing me by.

What a pity so few

The only thing I'd ever wanted in my life was to be a major-league ballplayer, but I had to admit to myself that I wasn't good enough. It broke my heart.

When you want something desperately and you lose it, no matter how hard you try to get yourself motivated, it's always difficult.

Every defeat hurts.

Whenever we lose, it is a sad day.

There's no more bad feeling than when you get a defeat.

I'd lost count of the disappointments.

And nothing to look backward to with pride, and nothing to look forward to with hope.

Bad people doing bad things is not interesting. What I find interesting is good people doing bad things.

I feel, in the end, as if everything I've done has been a failure.

I'd like to say this was our worst game. Unfortunately, I can't.

I have an enormous sense of having failed in life.

I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.

History isn't just the story of bad people doing bad things. It's quite as much a story of people trying to do good things. But somehow, something goes wrong.

I just hated to lose.

Coming to terms with the fact that my marriage was a failure was devastating and very difficult.

I always look at films as real stories with real people in real situations. That's why I struggle with the whole notion of calling someone the 'good guy' or the 'bad guy', because I think we all have potential to do good things and all have the potential to do bad things.

I had planned to accomplish something considerable, and this is the end.

I hated to lose.

It hurts. Frankly, it hurts terribly. I have just lived one of the biggest loss of my career. It will be difficult to digest that moment. It is extremely hard to accept. I am disappointed.

I have to confess that I have so rarely experienced triumph that I cannot claim to know it well enough to judge, but it seems to be at best a momentary joy followed instantly by sadness, and, then, of necessity, by wariness.

I envy the dead.