At the end of his essay "Pluck and Luck" (October 1980, reprinted as Chapter 12 of Late Innings) Roger Angell has some lovely words that resonate for me, particularly at certain fortuitous times when I'm running, or working, or writing, or just being:

Baseball is hard, as I have been saying here, but there are days when it yields a little to good luck and good play, and suddenly seems almost easy. It becomes a game again, instead of a business or a war or a test of character, and for once we can smile and simply enjoy it.

TopicLiterature - TopicLife - 2002-11-10

(correlates: LongestAndShortest, PurposeOfScience, LossOfLight, ...)