It Was A Good Moment, The Kind

The Haitians, Who Knew Something About Suffering And Survival, Had A Beautiful Phrase... The Translation Is Not Perfect, But The Nut Of It Was: 'the Season Of Pain Is Never Over Until The Sky Begins To Cry.

When You're A Sportswriter, You Learn How To Use Your Imagination And To Flex Your Literary Muscle, Because It's The Same Game Played Over And Over Again. There's Nothing Unique Or Marvelous. It's Not An Earthquake, Or A Weird Mass Murder. It's Just The Same Old Game Played Over And Over, And You Have To Bring Out The Personalities. You Have To Drag Them Kicking And Screaming Out Into The Light Of Day, Or You're Not A Good Sportswriter.

Every Life Deserves A Certain Amount Of Dignity, No Matter How Poor Or Damaged The Shell That Carries It.

Passion Is Something You Really Don't Miss, After It Has Cooled. It Is Like Looking At An Empty Bottle On The Side Of The Road And Thinking, "boy, I Wish I Had A Coke." The Loves You Miss Are The Ones That Go Away When They Are Still Warm, Even Hot, To The Touch.

The Best Writers Who Have Put Pen To Paper Have Often Had A Journalism Background.