It is the secret life that sustains me now, and as I reach the top of that bridge I say it in a whisper, I say it as a prayer, as regret, and as praise. I can't tell you why I do it or what it means, but each night when I drive toward my southern home and my southern life, I whisper these words: 'Lowenstein, Lowenstein.

Every athlete learns by theft and mimicry.

Man wonders but God decides When to kill the Prince of Tides.

Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.

It did not look like the work of God, but it might have represented the handicraft of a God with a joyous sense of humor, a dancing God who loved mischief as much as prayer, and playfulness as much as mischief.

If not for sports, I do not think my father would have ever talked to me.

I only hope to do well enough before I die to have a house as big as my rich Uncle Ed and Aunt Carole.