I have mixed emotions. We battled for three quarters but they made a little run in the fourth and we got frustrated.

I think it's a short story writer's duty, as well as writing well about emotions and characters, to write story.

Invalidation is the silent killer of relationships and is the reason most fights end up being about nothing.

Never make pain your bedfellow, he'll always end up stealing your dreams.

In retrospect it was a kind of death of my spirit, the ability to shut off the emotions and feelings I felt for the animals and replace them with a steely resolve to be a man.

We were down one with 29 seconds left and missed the front end of a one-and-one. They pulled away from there.