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"Why would I want to win anything other than a beautiful game?"
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"Why would I want to win anything other than a beautiful game?"
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"It means a lot to you, to be out there. The highs are pretty high, and the lows are pretty low. You know, it's easy to feel like you let the team down. I mean, at the end of the day we still got to figure out a way to get through the tie."
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"I think sportsmanship is knowing that it is a game, that we are only as a good as our opponents, and whether you win or lose, to always give 100 percent."
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"Holyfield is nothing but class, and I think he's a breath of fresh air for the sport."
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"We play fair and we play hard. If we win the game we win, if we lose the game, we lose."
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"But when you actually go in the ring, it's a very lonely and scary place. It's just you and the other guy."
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"Everybody is excited to play so I think who plays with whom is a minor thing at this point."
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"It's not over if you're still here, Chronicler said. "It's not a tragedy if you're still alive."
Survival
"It's a shame you left without a word, you know. She was just beginning to trust you before that. Before you got angry. Before you ran off. Just like every other man in her life. Lusting after her, full of sweet words, then just walking away. Leaving her alone. Good thing she's used to it by now, isn't it? Otherwise you might have hurt her. Otherwise you just might have broken that poor girl's heart."
Relationship
"So yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it."
Love
"I am Edema Ruh to my bones. That means my blood is red. It means I breathe the free air and walk where my feet take me. I do not cringe and fawn like a dog at a man's title. That looks like pride to people who have spent their lives cultivating supple spines."
Freedom
"Using words to talk of words is like using a pencil to draw a picture of itself, on itself. Impossible. Confusing. Frustrating ... but there are other ways to understanding."
Communication
"As I fingered my way through the songs, I felt my worries slough away. My music has always been the best remedy for my dark moods. As I sang, even my bruises seemed to pain me less."
Music
"There is something deeply satisfying in shaping something with your hands. Proper artificing is like a song made solid. It is an act of creation."
Creation
"His voice is like a thunderstorm, and his hands know every secret hidden deep beneath the cool, dark earth."
Expression
"When someone tells you a piece of their life, they're giving you a gift, not granting you your due."
Relationship
"What do you know of poetry? Ambrose said without bothering to turn around. "I know a limping verse when I hear it, I said. "But this isn't even limping. A limp has rhythm. This is more like someone falling down a set of stairs. Uneven stairs. With a midden at the bottom. "It is a sprung rhythm, he said, his voice stiff and offended. "I wouldn't expect you to understand. "Sprung? I burst out with an incredulous laugh. "I understand that if I saw a horse with a leg this badly 'sprung,' I'd kill it out of mercy, then burn its poor corpse for fear the local dogs might gnaw on it and die."
Humor
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