Majicman

• May 31, 2025

  Under the bludgeonings of chance. My head is bloody, but unbowed.

• May 11, 2025

  You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. 

• May 10, 2025

  In tennis, like in life, discipline is also a talent. And so is patience.

• May 5, 2025

  When you arise in the morning, think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love.

• May 4, 2025

  I would have told her to hold on,

• May 3, 2025

  Even if you’re shooting for the stars, you’re going to spend most of your time on a plateau.

• April 6, 2025

  Come, friend—why waste on morrow’s grief our cheer?

• April 5, 2025

  Only the shell that held contentment deep Was graced with pearls the restless never keep

• April 3, 2025

  The perfection of my company had an effect on me

• March 20, 2025

  May your days be like Nowruz, bright and clear.