The wheels and springs of man are all set to the hypothesis of the permanence of nature. We are not built like a ship to be tossed, but like a house to stand.
Nothing comes sailing by itself.
In my world, I am one of the luckiest humans alive.
There is no single way to train, or do anything well. You have to keep thinking, keep doing things.
I have always had the sea as my playground.
In swimming at my level it's about control of the small movements. A good ballet dancer floats across the stage, the best sprinters virtually abolish gravity. All motion occurs in the right direction.
I sometimes wish desperately that I could write like someone else, be someone else. No one particularly. Just if I could put the pen down on paper and suddenly come out in a totally different way.
I feel as if I'm in on a pass and am damn lucky to have whatever I have. It could all be taken away in a second.
Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.
At any age you can start over. You have to drop the idea of where you should be in your career. And you have to do without a lot of love. Not everyone's going to love you.