Twere too absurd to slight For the hereafter the todays delight!

That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!

Oh the wild joys of living! The leaping from rock to rock ... the cool silver shock of the plunge in a pool's living waters.

Truth is truth howe'er it strike.

What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.

The trouble that most of us find with the modern matched sets of clubs is that they don't really seem to know any more about the game than the old ones did.

Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.