Everyone's scared. So scared they can't sleep sometimes. Or eat. Or keep their weight on. " "Then why bother playing?" I asked. It was a whisper, this question. "Because. You love the game. You love the people you play with. You love winning, maybe. You love that one moment when you get it right. . . I dunno. Why do you play?" "Because," I whispered, "it's who I am. " Sounds like a good reason to me.
Silence is the essential condition of happiness.