It is much easier to be flexible about where a story begins than it ever was for me to change my mind about where and how a story ended.

I will tell you what is my overriding perception of the last twenty years: that we are a civilization careening toward a succession of anticlimaxes – toward an infinity of unsatisfying, and disagreeable endings.

when however small a measure of jealousy is mixed with misunderstanding, there is always going to be trouble.

I feel more a part of the wrestling community than I feel I belong to the community of arts and letters. Why? Because wrestling requires even more dedication than writing because wrestling represents the most difficult and rewarding objective that I have ever dedicated myself to; because wrestling and wrestling coaches are among the most disciplined and self-sacrificing people I have ever known.

To each other, we were as normal and nice as the smell of bread. We were just a family. In a family even exaggerations make perfect sense.

You take every opportunity given you in this world, even if you have too many opportunities. One day, the opportunities stop, you know.

She sat keenly white and still among them, a witness to everything--maybe determining nothing, possibly judging it all.