It's An Acting Job - Acting Natural.

The South Is One Of Those Kingdoms Of The Mind, Like India Or Scotland, That Are Neat And Understandable Only To People Who Have Never Been There.

I Have An Insane Desire To Shave A Stroke Or Two Off My Handicap.

I Wrote To Mr. Mcenroe, Senior. I Said: "here Is The Sentence Once Written By The Immortal Bobby Jones. I Thought You Might Like To Have It Done In Needlepoint And Mounted In A Suitable Frame To Hang Over Little John's Bed. It Says, The Rewards Of Golf - And Of Life, Too, I Expect - Are Worth Very Little If You Don't Play The Game By The Etiquette As Well As By The Rules." I Never Heard From Mr. Mcenroe, Senior. I Can Only Conclude That The Letter Went Astray.

Like A Christening, A Wedding, A Graduation Ceremony, A Holy War, A Revolutioneven?a Fireworksdisplay, Agaudy Promise Of What Life Ought To Be, Not Life Itself.

These Doomsday Warriors Look No More Like Soldiers Than The Soldiers Of The Second World War Looked Like Conquistadors. The More Expert They Become The More They Look Like Lab Assistants In Small Colleges