In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.
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“I was happy working for the N.B.A., but to be honest, I decided that I'd probably get back into coaching. I missed the teaching, I missed the games, I missed the competition.”
“Your senses are reeling all the time. Finally you find something to write and the very next day you go out and see something else which totally contradicts what you've written and every conclusion you've come to.”