When people accept futility and the absurd as normal, the culture is decadent.
Tennis belongs to the individualistic past - a hero, or at most a pair of friends or lovers, against the world.
Life is given us as a passion.
Only a great mind that is overthrown yields tragedy
Finding oneself was a misnomer; a self is not found but made.
The reason why research is like sculpting from memory is that in neither is there a concrete visible subject to copy directly. The subject - as sculptors themselves are fond of saying - is hidden in the block of material.