The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.

Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.

In wickedness of pride is lost the light to understand how little grace is earned and how much given.

Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again and yet again. Often it's the fault of rhyme. I've discovered a hundred times that there just aren't enough rhymes to say what I wanted to say, so I said something else instead. Sometimes it was a better thing, but the thing I meant to say went unsaid. So there's an opening for another song.

The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.

The storyteller makes no choice, soon you will not hear his voice, his job is to shed light, and not to master

Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.