You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn't.
How totally banal of you to ask what I really mean.
You get to decide what to worship.
CPR to those elements of what’s human and magical that still live and glow despite the times’ darkness.
Tennis's beauty's infinite roots are self-competitive. You compete with your own limits to transcend the self in imagination and execution. Disappear inside the game: break through limits: transcend: improve: win.
The really important kind of freedom involves...being able truly to care about other people...