A sport?
kick boxing
Boxing is above all a dance and its choreography a strategy. A false step will be immediately punished with a touch that will make you progress consciously or not.
An animal?
Chameleon
[…] The chameleon is grey as long as it walks on the sand; if it passes under a tree, it turns green; it is neither more sincere nor more hypocritical in one place than in another: it is only a chameleon everywhere.
Truly wicked men are as rare as truly good men, but there are many impotent men who mime, according to the external breath that moves them, sometimes good and sometimes evil. L’Echelle de Jacob – Gustave Thibon.
A book?
THE DEMON. M.LERMONTOV
[…] In the darkness of the night, it glittered before her, inevitable as the blade of a dagger! Alas! The spirit of evil triumphed. The deadly poison of his kisses penetrated in an instant into her bosom and a terrible cry of suffering disturbed the silence of the night! In this cry there was everything, love, pain, a reproach with a last prayer, a hopeless farewell, a youthful farewell.
A movie?
The Counterfeiters of Paris
[…] Among crooks, profits are shared, imprisonment is added up. If you put on the one hand what a hold-up brings in money and on the other hand what it brings in years of imprisonment, you realise that the crook is the most miserable employee in the world.
A song?
UN HOMME HEUREUX. W. SHELLER
[…] And I hardly know you, but it would be a good thing if we could leave a bit like them. We could make room for two without it being too much trouble. But if it’s not worth my while to come back, you’ve got to tell me in your eyes. No matter how long it takes, no matter what’s at stake, I want to be a happy man.
A poem?
RUDYARD KIPLING
[…] If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same. If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds’ worth of distance run. Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it. And which is more, you’ll be a Man, my son!