#Golf Quotes #Player Quotes #Steps Quotes
“That’s one of the nice things about writing, or any art; if the thing’s real, it just lives. All the attendant hoopla about it, the success over it or the critical rejection—none of that really matters. In the end, the thing will survive or not on its own merits. Not that immortality via art is any big deal. Truffaut died, and we all felt awful about it, and there were the appropriate eulogies, and his wonderful films live on. But it’s not much help to Truffaut.”
“I haven’t been right all year. I guess, you know, when you don’t feel good, and you still get hits, that’s when you know you are a bad man.”
“There will be outrage and disgust and people will turn on me at the last, they will hate me, my reputation will forever be destroyed, my punishment earned, self-inflicted like this gunshot wound, and the world will finally know that I was the greatest feather man of them all.”
“And some looked even more like each other than they did like themselves.”
“Success for the striven washes away the effort of striving.”
“Art ... is a force which blows the roof off the cave where we crouch imprisoned.”
“Everything we care about lies somewhere in the middle, where pattern and randomness interlace.”
“Religion is like the fashion, one man wears his doublet slashed, another lashed, another plain; but every man has a doublet; so every man has a religion. We differ about the trimming.”
David Hackworth Journalist
David Kenyon Webster Journalist
Georgy Zhukov Officer commanding
Guy Sajer Writer
J. Lawton Collins
John W. Vessey, Jr.
Roger Caras Photographer
Samuel Lyman Atwood Marshall Historian
Scott Anderson Novelist
