They are playing a game. They are playing at not playing a game. If I show them I see they are, I shall break the rules and they will punish me. I must play their game, of not seeing I see the game
The classes were valuable, but the real education was the game.
Plans are fragile things, and life often dashes expectations to the ground.
A delayed game is eventually good, a bad game is bad forever.
That’s what games are, in the end. Teachers. Fun is just another word for learning.
For a game, you don’t need a teacher.
In any game, the game itself is the prize, no matter who wins, ultimately both lose the game.
He was working that charm right now on the trainer who kneeled before him and touched his thigh as though it were the thigh of David, Michelangelo’s glorious statue come to life right here on court.
What we do see depends mainly on what we look for. … In the same field the farmer will notice the crop, the geologists the fossils, botanists the flowers, artists the colouring, sportmen the cover for the game. Though we may all look at the same things, it does not all follow that we should see them.
Play the game of life, without any fear.