I've been around so long that I might be in record books for being the longest, weirdest, most pathetic great player ever. Look t how precocious I am at 33.
I think she ate a salad and some soup. And loneliness. She ate that, too.
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.
Please, trust me, I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me.
I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.
The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.
Fifty-percent of the director's job honestly is casting the movie well.
In kindly showers and sunshine bud The branches of the dull gray wood; Out from its sunned and sheltered nooks The blue eye of the violet looks.
A dreamer, I walked enchanted, and nothing held me back.
I've won a championship on every level except the NBA. It's frustrating to have not gotten that in the first two years.