They had a very good showing. I think their comfort level is higher. They know each other a little more now. I saw a lot of good communication from them for the first time out.

Collins I think had a higher percentage of first serves. Much higher than the Mill Valley meet and the ground strokes, not bad for windy conditions.

You could hit a slice and then the ball would go up and the wind would blow it back at you. This is a day where you really have to strike at the ball.

And then, a strangely comforting thought trickled through me—I had nothing, so I could do anything now. Anything I wanted. I had nothing left to lose.

I don't see how you can discriminate against them and make them play in their own division. I don't think that would stand up in court.

If someone told me that I could live my life again free of depression provided I was willing to give up the gifts depression has given me--the depth of awareness, the expanded consciousness, the increased sensitivity, the awareness of limitation, the tenderness of love, the meaning of friendship, the apreciation of life, the joy of a passionate heart--I would say, 'This is a Faustian bargain! Give me my depressions. Let the darkness descend. But do not take away the gifts that depression, with the help of some unseen hand, has dredged up from the deep ocean of my soul and strewn along the shores of my life. I can endure darkness if I must; but I cannot lie without these gifts. I cannot live without my soul.' (p. 188)