When I stop becoming, that's when I worry.

I think because my parents died in their early 50s, mid 50s, I always thought I would die young. And that's been both a useful thing and I suspect something that's haunted me a little bit.

Perhaps basketball and poetry have just a few things in common, but the most important is the possibility of transcendence. The opposite is labor. In writing, every writer knows when he or she is laboring to achieve an effect. You want to get from here to there, but find yourself willing it, forcing it. The equivalent in basketball is aiming your shot, a kind of strained and usually ineffective purposefulness. What you want is to be in some kind of flow, each next moment a discovery.

I've tried to become someone else for a while, only to discover that he, too, was me.

I will try to disappoint you better than anyone ever has.

Although I know it's unfair, I reveal myself one mask at a time.

I love what's left after love has been tested.