“To the innocent, who had never seen it before, it seemed discorded and inconsequent, bizarre, and paradoxical like the frantic darting of the weightless bugs which run on the surface of stagnant pools. Then it would break, coalesce through a kind of kaleidoscopic whirl like a child’s toy, into a pattern, a design almost beautiful, as if an inspired choreographer had drilled a willing and patient and hard-working troupe of dancers — a pattern, design which was trying to tell him something, say something to him urgent and important and true in that second before, already bulging with the motion and the speed, it began to disintegrate and dissolve.” 

– WILLIAM FAULKNER, from “An Innocent at Rinkside,” published in the Jan. 24, 1955 issue of Sports Illustrated