Where The Apple Reddens Never Pry -

If You Get Simple Beauty And Naught Else, You Get About The Best Thing God Invents.

I Hold That A Man Should Strive To The Uttermost For His Life's Set Prize.

I See My Way As Birds Their Trackless Way. I Shall Arrive,- What Time, What Circuit First, I Ask Not; But Unless God Send His Hail Or Blinding Fire-balls, Sleet Or Stifling Snow, In Some Time, His Good Time, I Shall Arrive: He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time.

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.

There Is No Truer Truth Obtainable By Man Than Comes Of Music