Kim Harrison Quotes

I bought my kid an educational toy to help him make it through life. No matter how you put it together, it's wrong.

You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their fingers.

If I miss a pass at practice, I'm ticked off.

It's hard to blow an ugly bubble.

The only time I had an ego is I when wanted to have a reverse Undertaker record at WrestleMania, and they messed it up!

Being able to taste failure, it makes you kind of want to throw up. It makes you just hate the game.

I'm very hard on myself. Sometimes too hard on myself. When I lost in the Wimbledon finals, I was so sad, I cried. I had the runner-up trophy! It's still a great accomplishment, but I was so mad.

I don't take losing very well.

I can't stand losing.

On a real course, I'd probably want to throw my club in the water if I hit a duff shot. I'll give golf a miss - it's definitely not my sport.

Everybody can relate to that feeling that, 'I'm having one of those days where I'm not doing anything right.'

I'm passionate about the game. Anytime you work as hard and a play doesn't go the way you wanted, you get frustrated.

I hate when pitchers get me out multiple times. It's probably an ego thing, but I don't like that.

Football, bloody hell!

Every minute we were together, I felt like I was wandering in the dark through a strange house, groping for a light switch. And then, whenever I found one and turned it on, the bulb was dead.

You can imagine thistle-down so light that when you run after it your running motion would drive it away from you, and that the more you tried to catch it the faster it would fly from your grasp. And it should be with every man, that, when he is chased by troubles, they, chasing, shall raise him higher and higher.

I was actually disappointed because I thought the mistakes I made is that people misinterpret my passion for anger.

He's a sore loser and he lost the fight.

I went down to Houston and I stopped in San 'Antone, I passed up the station for the bus. I was trying to find me something, but I wasn't sure just what... man, I ended up with pockets full of dust.

What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!

I suppose I really seemed mad, then; but it was only through the awfulness of having said nothing but the truth, and being thought to be deluded.

Golf is a lot of walking, broken up by disappointment and bad arithmetic.

I survive all those battles," she growled, "and I get defeated by a stupid chunk of rock!

Are you angry that others disappoint you? Remember you cannot depend upon yourself.

I'm in a foul mood as I'm making stupid mistakes... This morning I lost beyond repair a painting with which I had been happy, having done about twenty sessions on it; it had to be thoroughly scraped away... what a rage I was in!