Through sports a coach can offer a boy a secret way to sneak up on the mystery that is manhood. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I realized early that unless you're willing to kill the innocent, you can't win. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Losing well was a gift, but winning well is this stuff of the authentic manhood.” — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
If not for sports, I do not think my father would have ever talked to me. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
We old athletes carry the disfigurements and markings of contests remembered only by us and no one else. Nothing is more lost… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Losing prepares you for the heartbreak, setback, and the tragedy that you will encounter in the world more than winning ever can.… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Conroy writes that, while part of him was following the basketball game from the bench, "the other part, an embassy of a… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Loss invites reflection and reformulating and a change of strategies. Loss hurts and bleeds and aches. Loss is always ready to call… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
It's an article of faith that the novels I've loved will live inside me forever. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“my folks wouldn't read a book if you put a gun to their dicks. but they read people all day long and always get… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Carolina beach music," Dupree said, coming up on the porch. "The holiest sound on earth. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“My memory often seems like a city of exiled poets afire with the astonishment of language, each believing in the integrity of his own… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“We began our life together at a moment of natural self-pity and defeat that left an inimitable impression on both of us. The rejection… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“I always liked your piety, Jack.” “I’m a lot cuter than the women of your generation,” Betsy said, playing up to Capers and Mike.… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“From the beginning I've searched out those writers unafraid to stir up the emotions, who entrust me with their darkest passions, their most indestructible… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“My mother's voice and my father's fists are two bookends of my childhood, and they form the basis of my art.” — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Over the years, my church gave me passage into a menagerie of exotic words unknown in the South: "introit," "offertory," "liturgy," "movable feast," "the… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
