It Is No Loss To

The Way In Which Sports Focuses More On The Peccadilloes, Lives And Putative Personalities Of Athletes And Less On The Finer Points Of Playing Games, I've Become Less Interested In It. I Don't Want To Write Sports Profiles.

What Was Our Life Like? I Almost Don't Remember Now. Though I Remember It, The Space Of Time It Occupied. And I Remember It Fondly.

Fear And Hope Are Alike Underneath.

Maturity, As I Conceived It, Was Recognizing What Was Bad Or Peculiar In Life, Admitting It Has To Stay That Way, And Going Ahead With The Best Of Things.

What I Know Is, You Have Chance In Life--of Surviving It--if You Tolerate Loss Well; Manage Not To Be A Cynic Through It All; To Subordinate, As Ruskin Implied, To Keep Proportion, To Connect The Unequal Things Into A Whole That Preserves The Good, Even If Admittedly Good Is Often Not Simple To Find.