I recently read David Foster Wallace’s piece on Roger Federer for the first time — which, shame on me — but this part of it stood out because it’s something that I feel in a lot of the pieces I write. I don’t know if it’s what comes out, but it’s what I feel in my soul as I write and think and mold something for folks to consume.
Beauty is not the goal of competitive sports, but high-level sports are a prime venue for the expression of human beauty.
DFW — NYT
I think we so rarely think about sports as “the expression of human beauty,” but when I do, it always makes me thankful for a God who made us in a way so intricate and measure that beauty could be seen in the way we run, jump, throw and swing. There is a kindness in that reality that I so often take for granted.