Never apologize. Never explain. Just get the thing done, and let them howl.
Relativity can, for instance, explain that the universe had once been clumped into a dense fireball. But it can never explain how matter actually behaved.
Never complain and never explain.
Never retreat. Never explain. Get it done and let them howl.
Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.
That is something you can never explain, it is part of all sporting life. Anybody can have a bad day and they can have many good days.
Dickinson is my hero because she was a joker, because she would never explain, because as a poet she confronted pain, dread and death, and because she was capable of speaking of those matters with both levity and seriousness. She's my hero because she was a metaphysical adventurer.
If it were possible to talk to the unborn, one could never explain to them how it feels to be alive, for life is washed in the speechless real.
My mother told me never explain, never complain. Even as a young actress, I determined I would never give personal interviews, since they made me so uncomfortable.
I went to Catholic school and they basically just said don't have sex, but would never explain anything.
