The ball is round, the game lasts ninety minutes, anything else is pure theory.
—Sepp Herberger, German soccer player
It’s hard to beat this for brevity. Sometimes succinctness is beauty. Then again, with how wide my tastes vary, I’ve also featured the opposite of succinctness here, too.
One of the reasons I like this one so much is that I feel the same way about writing: you have a thought, you make someone else want to read it, the rest is revision.
Last week: Thomas Hardy embrowns the opening of a new novel.
Next week: Thomas Malory walks through the garden of May.
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