“I didn't think we were the favorite at all. They finished ahead of us in the Granite City Tournament. I was hoping, but I didn't really know how it would turn out.”

“Our goal is to work it out, and everyone works together to do just that. We are so thankful to the parents that we work with and hope that many more will reach out to help these kids in need.”

“It's been fun watching them grow, and what I'm hoping for is that they can accomplish what they've set out in their brains to do. I want it to be the best it can possibly be for them.”

“You kind of take away some of the hope some of the teams come in to our ballpark having [with big innings]. It gives our pitcher some comfort in going out there and pitching with the lead.”

I hardly have a typo when I am drunk and texting! But, I will have enough typos when I am emotionally charged with love, lust, poetry and hope, and texting!

I hope you know I love you, not just because I tell you so at every opportunity, but because I show you so as often as the sun sets.

Love is a funny business. It cannot be commanded but it commands us; it commands respect and unselfishness. Love cannot be sucked out of another in the hopes that it fills us up, because love is not a selfish quest.

If they had met on different grounds, he may have been able to help her. Now all he could do was hope they reached the end with as little blood shed as possible.

I can still bring into my body the joy I felt at seeing the first trillium of spring, which seemed to be telling me, "Never give up hope, spring will come.

When the door of opportunity of your storehouse opens for you, let faith and hope enter first. When your faith leads the way, you will locate the source of your hidden treasures.