Baz Pitch Quotes

A month ago, I would have walked to the sofa and touched his shoulder. Three months ago, I would have dropped a kiss on his cheek. Last September, when he and Bunce first moved into this flat, I would have had to pull my mouth away from his to ask the question, and he might not have let me finish. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

What do you want from me, Snow?"
"Nothing," he says. And he means it, the actual bastard. ~ Rainbow Rowell

We're cool and mysterious and better-looking than any couple has a right to be. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I don't think you're supposed to raise it while you're driving," I say.
"But they always do it in music videos" - he yanks at the other side - "and Bond films. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

The way you were before… Simon Snow, there wasn't a day when I believed we'd both live through it."
"Though what?"
"Life. You were the sun, and I was crashing into you. I'd wake up every morning and think, 'This will end in flames. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Tall. Black hair swept back from his forehead. Lips curled up in a sneer... I know that face as well as my own. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Simon takes my elbow. "Ride with me," he says, looking at the place where his hand is touching my arm. "There are stars. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

He really does look perfect. Whatever strange look he's going for - Gothic pop star - it works for him. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

Baz is standing in front of a full-length mirror, wearing - I swear to Merlin - a flowered suit. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

Go on, then," he says. "Carry on, Simon. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Simon's beautiful in battle: He never stops. You never see him plan his next move. He doesn't plan, he just moves. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

I tought I looked cool behind the wheel, I wasn't prepared for Baz. I wouldn't be able to look away from him, if there wasn't so much else to take in. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

I don't kill predators," he says. "Why not? Fellow feeling?"
"They're to important to the ecosystem. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow, it hurts to look at you when you're this happy.
And it hurts to look at you when you're
depressed.
There's no safe time for me to see you, nothing about you that doesn't tear my heart from my chest and leave it breakable outside my body. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow is still going to die kissing me.
Just not today. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Baz is touching me, and it's good. (Touching Baz is always good; it'd be easier if I could just touch him all the time. And kiss him. And not have to be kissed.) ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

But he's the most familiar thing in this house, and I fall asleep better, listening to Baz breathe, than I have since winter break started. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Carry on, Simon. ~ Rainbow Rowell

Simon catches up with me and traps me against the car. He's kissing me before I see it coming, bending me back over the boot. "You were amazing," he says, taking a breath. "You didn't even need a wand. ~ Wayward Son, Rainbow Rowell

It's Baz they're checking out, not me. He's got to be scared, or at least nervous, but he doesn't look it. I swear he gets less ruffled the more that he's threatened. (When I'm the one threatening him, that's infuriating. But it's kind of cool now.) ~ Rainbow Rowell

Anybody's best pitch is the one the batters ain't hitting that day. ~ Christy Mathewson

Pleasure, scarcely in one instance, is ever able to reach ecstasy and rapture; and in no one instance can it continue for any time at its highest pitch and altitude. The spirits evaporate, the nerves relax, the fabric is disordered, and the enjoyment quickly degenerates into fatigue and uneasiness. But pain often, good God, how often! rises to torture and agony; and the longer it continues, it becomes still more genuine agony and torture. Patience is exhausted, courage languishes, melancholy seizes us, and nothing terminates our misery but the removal of its cause, or another event, which is the sole cure of all evil, but which, from our natural folly, we regard with still greater horror and consternation. ~ David Hume

One small spark was all it took to light up pitch darkness. ~ Bella Forrest

How hard is hitting? You ever walk into a pitch-black room full of furniture that you've never been in before and try to walk through it without bumping into anything? Well, it's harder than that. ~ Ted Kluszewski

I've tried to pitch 'Borgen - the Musical,' but they just won't listen to me! ~ Birgitte Hjort Sorensen

Trust yourself that you can do it and get it ~ Baz Luhrmann

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out. ~ Baz Luhrmann

I've learned over the years that it doesn't matter where you pitch in the rotation. For me, preparation is everything. ~ Cory Lidle

Alec isn't happy," said Magnus, as if she hadn't spoken.
"Of course he isn't," Isabelle snapped. "Jace - "
"Jace," said Magnus, and his hands made fists at his sides. Isabelle stared at him. She had always thought that he didn't mind Jace; liked him, even, once the question of Alec's affections had been settled. Out loud, she said:
"I thought you were friends."
"It's not that," said Magnus. "There are some people - people the universe seems to have singled out for special destinies. Special favors and special torments. God knows we're all drawn toward what's beautiful and broken; I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be, it's only by love and sacrifice so great it destroys the giver."
Isabelle shook her head slowly. "You've lost me. Jace is our brother, but for Alec - he's Jace's parabatai too - "
"I know about parabatai," said Magnus, his voice rising in pitch. "I've known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that's left - "
"Stop it!" Isabelle clapped her hands over her ears, then lowered them slowly. "How dare you, Magnus Bane," she said.
"How dare you make this worse than it is - "
"Isabelle." Magnus' hands loosened; he looked a little wide-eyed, as if his outburst had startled even him. "I am sorry. I forget, sometimes . . . that with all your self-control and strength, you possess the same vulnerability that Alec does."
Cassandra Clare

And talking about dark! You think dark is just one color, but it ain't. There're five or six kinds of black. Some silky, some woolly. Some just empty. Some like fingers. And it don't stay still, it moves and changes from one kind of black to another. Saying something is pitch black is like saying something is green. What kind of green? Green like my bottles? Green like a grasshopper? Green like a cucumber, lettuce, or green like the sky is just before it breaks loose to storm? Well, night black is the same way. May as well be a rainbow. ~ Toni Morrison

The number of strokes to the inch controls the pitch of the note: the more, the higher the pitch; the fewer, the lower the pitch, the size of the stroke controls the loudness ... the tone quality is the most difficult element to control, it is made by the shape of the strokes. ~ Norman McLaren

I think it's important to have an experienced writer or editor critique your work to get it ready to pitch an agent. ~ Tom Robinson

down with Bart for a few hours and sleep as best I could. Chapter 12 I was as tired as I could ever remember being as I pulled the station wagon up the narrow driveway and came to a stop twenty-five feet from my front door. I liked my simple house with two bedrooms and an attic a hobbit couldn't fit in. My front porch light was on a timer and illuminated the pathway, but the inside was pitch-black. That wasn't good. I always left one light on in my kitchen. Normally, I could see it through the front window, and it cast a little light across the whole house. I didn't want Bart walking into a wall in the dark. Someone had turned it off. The only defense I had was my Navy knife, which I dug out of my front pocket and flipped open. I use it as a tool, but its original purpose was as a weapon. The door was still locked, and I wondered if ~ James Patterson

Some can just knock it out and some have to lock themselves in a room and get to a fever pitch of self-loathing before they turn in a first draft ... each writer's process is screwed up in its own way. ~ Warren Leight

Short fiction is like low relief. And if your story has no humor in it, then you're trying to look at something in the pitch dark. With the light of humor, it throws what you're writing into relief so that you can actually see it. ~ Elizabeth McCracken

Baz arched an elegant brow. Are you going to snog the Humdrum-is that your plan? Because he's eleven. And he looks just like you. That's both vain and deviant, Snow, even for you. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I think sports are very beneficial in the fight against obesity. I remember playing little league - I was the best person on the pitch by a long shot. It was only last weekend actually, I think I have some photos of it if you're interested. ~ Zach Braff

How strange, this habit of weeping. Do animals weep? Surely they feel sadness - but do they express it with tears? He doubts it. He has never heard of a weeping cat or dog, or of a weeping wild animal. It seems to be a uniquely human trait. He doesn't see what purpose it serves. He weeps hard, even violently, and at the end of it, what? Desolate tiredness. A handkerchief soaked in tears and mucus. Red eyes for everyone to notice. And weeping is undignified. It lies beyond the tutorials of etiquette and remains a personal idiom, individual in its expression. The twist of face, quantity of tears, quality of sob, pitch of voice, volume of clamour, effect on the complexion, the play of hands, the posture taken: One discovers weeping - one's weeping personality - only upon weeping. It is a strange discovery, not only to others but to oneself. Resolve ~ Yann Martel

Katie was forced to do the midnight walk of shame in the pitch dark in all her finery with her high heels in her hands bare footed and man less to the taxi base to get a taxi home. She looked like Cinderella having a nervous breakdown with her face and nose red and swollen and with mascara and tears running down her face, looking like a red pumpkin. She vowed she will never be hurt again and if she loves again it will be under her conditions. ~ Annette J. Dunlea

Perfect pitch is genetic. It's 100% genetic. ~ Craig Venter

Your network is the new professional safety net. ~ Steve Woodruff

I played a lot of baseball growing up, and I always hit better if I kept moving before the pitch instead of standing still in the batter's box. I think a waggle does the same thing in the golf swing. It keeps you relaxed and gets your body ready to hit the ball. ~ Jason Dufner

Otchky-potchky, itchky-pitch,
Pay attention to this witch.
A donkey takes you to a knight
Him you conquer in a fight.
Then you wed a princess who
Is even uglier than you.
Ha ha ha and cockadoodle,
The magic words are 'Apple Strudel ~ William Steig

Never let yourself get fooled by the same pitcher on the same pitch on the same day. ~ George Kell

In Israel, there is this reduction of the political discourse to something that is very limited. It's as if you have that pitch that only dogs can hear. Sometimes I feel I speak at such a pitch that very few people around me communicate with what I'm saying. ~ Etgar Keret

I find myself both as man and as myself something more determined and distinctive, at pitch, more distinctive and higher pitched than anything else I see. ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

Father and daughter stand before the ship. She looks like a naval vessel. The red star glitters on the funnel. I look immediately at the lettering Proleterka. Blackened, patches of rust, forgotten. Sovereign lettering. The dusk is falling. The ship is large, she hides the sun that is about to sink into the water. She is darkness, pitch and mystery. A privateer built like a fortress, she has survived stormy weather and shipwreck. We go up the gangplank. The officers are waiting for us. We are the last. ~ Fleur Jaeggy

I went to Oberlin College, and they don't have a film major, but they do have what's called an individual major, where you can sort of pitch to a committee your own course study, and if they approve it, you have essentially just designed your own major. So Oberlin doesn't have a film major; they do have a film minor.And then my spring semester of my junior year, I went off to NYU film school as a visiting student - they have a program for kids from other schools to come in for a semester. ~ Ed Helms

The two biggest things that translate from the pitching mound to hunting and fishing are patience and perseverance. When you're on the mound, you have to take the game one pitch at a time, regardless of the score, and that approach helps when I'm in the woods or on the water as well. ~ Jon Lester

Above all, a query letter is a sales pitch and it is the single most important page an unpublished writer will ever write. It's the first impression and will either open the door or close it. It's that important, so don't mess it up. Mine took 17 drafts and two weeks to write. ~ Nicholas Sparks

Simon," I say, and swallow again, "you're being idiotic."
"Because I like this better than fighting?"
"There is no 'this'!" I protest.
"You slept in my arms," he says.
"Fitfully. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I could drive from the age of nine. My dad had his car pitch at home, and we used to drive the cars around the land, take them up to the tap, wash them, and reverse them back. ~ Tyson Fury

I feel like a pioneer with the split-fingered fastball. I was the first one to really throw it pretty much 100 percent of the time. It was a pitch that I had to have. If I didn't have it, I wouldn't have been in the big leagues. ~ Bruce Sutter

You knew all along?"
"Not all along," Penelope said. "But a long. At least since fifth year, when you insisted we follow Baz around the castle every other day. You made me go to all of his football games."
"To make sure he wasn't cheating," Simon said, out of habit.
"Right," Penelope said. "I was starting to wonder whether you'd ever figure it out. You have figured it out, haven't you?"
Simon felt himself smiling and blushing, not for the first time this week. Not for the fiftieth. "Yeah ... ~ Rainbow Rowell

Shhh."
"I just-"
"Hush."
"I worry-"
"Don't."
"But-"
"Simon."
"Baz?"
"Here. ~ Rainbow Rowell

I would like to be a great artist. I would quit pitching if I could paint like Monet or Rousseau. But I can't. What I can do is pitch, and I can do that very well. ~ Tom Seaver

I said that we should be all right if we had some cigarettes. I only meant this as a joke; nevertheless half an hour later McNair appeared with two packets of Lucky Strike. He had braved the pitch-dark streets, roamed by Anarchist patrols who had twice stopped him at the pistol's point and examined his papers. I shall not forget this small act of heroism. We were very glad of the cigarettes. ~ George Orwell

I shut my eyes and concentrated on the sun, and on feeling it warm my skin. On pleasure. Hedon. The Greek god. Or idol, as he should probably be called seeing as I was on hallowed ground. It's pretty arrogant, calling all other gods, apart from the one you've come up with, idols. Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Every dictator's command to his subjects, of course. The funny thing was that Christians couldn't see it themselves. They didn't see the mechanism, the regenerative, self-fulfilling, self-aggrandising aspect which meant that a superstition like this could survive for two thousand years, and in which the key--salvation--was restricted to those who were fortunate enough to have been born in a space of time which was a merest blink of the eye in human history, and who also happened to live on the only little bit of the planet that ever got to hear the commandment and were able to formulate an opinion about the concise sales pitch ("Paradise?"). ~ Jo Nesbø

You saw a lot of guys, especially in the early '90s, whose acts were a pitch for a sitcom. A lot of them were very funny, but there's nothing worse than watching comedians or musicians who are up there and are doing something they're not interested in. ~ Patton Oswalt

My grandmother had never been very political, and she sure didn't follow high finance. But decades later, she was still repeating her line that she knew two things about Franklin Roosevelt: He made it safe to put money in banks and---she always paused here and smiled---he did a lot of other good things.

And that was my pitch to Congressman Frank. Start with something that people understand, something that solves a problem they can see. Do that, and then they'll have confidence in the work you do to fix the parts they can't see...

Start simple. Fix something people can see. ~ Elizabeth Warren

I want to be that good. I want to be Barry Bonds. I want when I pitch to be 'Win Day.' I want my teammates to relax on the days I pitch because they know they only have to get us a couple of runs. I'm totally prepared for that. ~ Josh Beckett

In times of danger large groups rise to the highest pitch of enthusiasm, courage and sacrifice ... Mankind will be refashioned and history rewritten when this law is understood and obeyed. ~ Helen Keller

As long as I could pitch a little, no one cared that I was getting drunk. ~ Don Newcombe