The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
This is the Hour of Lead —
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow —
First –Chill –then Stupor –then the letting go –. – Emily Dickinson

The fog is rising. – Emily Dickinson
This is the Hour of Lead —
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow —
First –Chill –then Stupor –then the letting go –. – Emily Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson
The cardinal sin in sports, what could really wreck it, is not cheating to win, which has gone on forever, but cheating to lose. That threatens a fundamental aspect of sports appeal, which is their spontaneity. If games are fixed, theyre no different from movies theyre scripted. – Michael Mandelbaum