J. C. Snead famous quotes

04-12-2025

It's so bad I could putt off a tabletop and still leave the ball halfway down the leg.
-- J. C. Snead

#Golf #Balls #Legs
I go to the first tee scared to death every day. The peaks do not seem to last as long as the valleys in this game.
-- J. C. Snead

#Golf #Games #Long
If golfers can run around and crow when they make a birdie, I think it would be just as proper to lie down on the green and cry when you make a bogey.
-- J. C. Snead

#Running #Lying #Golf

Men who would face torture without a word become blasphemous at the short fourteenth. It is clear that the game of golf may well be included in that category of intolerable provocations which may legally excuse or mitigate behaviour not otherwise excusable.
If you've driven over to the gay section of Los Angeles, it's like a golf course... Real estate values go 'boom!'
The only thing in this world that gives orders is balls.
Got more dirt than ball. Here we go again.
I consider myself a line drive hitter with power. I just try to put my best swing on the ball every time.
Maybe I'm not good for you. Maybe what I feel is wrong. Because I did love Ashton. She was all I needed... but never did I feel the uncontrollable desire to get her underneath me. Never did I make up reasons to get her to wrap her legs around me so I could feel her pressed up against me. Never. He swallowed hard. "Never did I think about being inside her
For many of us the march from Selma to Montgomery was about protest and prayer. Legs are not lips and walking is not kneeling. And yet our legs uttered songs. Even without words, our march was worship. I felt my legs were praying.
The people who criticise you will not be the ones taking care of your legs when you are in your wheelchair. People who never drove a car in these conditions, they just don't know.
Thinking of getting into the leg-breaking business, so I can profitably sell crutches later.
Physically it's kind of lassitude, the apathy and tiredness that precedes the flu or some other illness, or death. My legs ache and feel heavy, my skin has become more sensitive to cold and to heat, to the hardness or rigidity of things. Nothing interests me, I feel uncomfortable being still but would feel even more uncomfortable if I moved. I don't know whether speaking is painful or just boring. I sit here, staring straight ahead, with no desires, no needs, hollow. I'm not even sad. I feel only passivity and indifference.

J. C. Snead famous quotes

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