You do things and do things and nobody really has a clue.

In no other sport must the spectator move.

Affairs, ... , like everything else, ask too much.

From infancy on, we are all spies; the shame is not this but that the secrets to be discovered are so paltry and few.

Children are not a zoo of entertainingly exotic creatures, but an array of mirrors in which the human predicament leaps out at us.

"Hit it with the back of your left hand" was the first swing thought I ever heard, brusquely bu not unlovingly put to me by the aunt-in-law who had moments before placed a golf club in my virgin grip. I was twenty-five, and had spent my youth in a cloisterd precinct of teh middle class where golf was a rumoured something, like champagne breakfasts and divorce, that the rich did.

The essential support and encouragement comes from within, arising out of the mad notion that your society needs to know what only you can tell it.