Archive for the ‘Quotes’ Category

I’m not so proud to say I’ve failed a bunch — but I’ve never blamed anyone but myself.

Here’s hoping the kids will follow my lead — not President Obama’s.

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Couldn’t have said it better myself:

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George Peper captured the essence of golf fabulously at the end of his 'Two Years in St. Andrews."

As I prepare to travel to Scotland this June, I’ve been reading a bundle about the home of golf — and golf generally. Although I’m not sure how it will lower my scores, I’ve taken a keen interest in the history of golf, both ancient and recent. In the latter category my most recent read is George Peper’s Two Years in St. Andrews: At Home on the 18th Hole, a book about two years the former editor of Golf Magazine and his wife spent living in their apartment off the 18th hole. I read it with hopes of picking up a few pointers about playing the Old Course and enjoying the town generally, and that I did. But at the very end of the book I read a quote — a paragraph, actually — that really struck me. Mr. Peper was asked to represent the Royal and Ancient Golf Club and speak at the annual dinner of the Fife Golf Association, an annual gathering of clubs in the area. Toward the end of his speech he described the game in a way that captured the game’s essence to the Scots and, well, to this blog-keeping non-Scot:

Someday I hope to bring my grandchildren here to Scotland — not to show them what golf is but to show them what it isn’t — that it isn’t $200 million resorts and $200,000 membership fees, that it isn’t six-hour rounds and three-day member guests, that it isn’t motorized buggies, Cuban cigars and cashmere headcovers. It’s a game you play simply and honorably, without delay or complaint — where you respect your companions, respect the rules, and respect the ground you walk on. Where on the 18th green you remove your cap and shake hands, maybe just a little humbler and a little wiser than when you began.

Except for the dig at three-day member-guests, which I quite enjoy, the now St. Andrews resident hit it spot on. And as I struggle with the question of why, exactly, I’m forking out a quarter’s worth of future colleage tuition to go on a two-week golf junket, his description of the game in Scotland reminded me of why I need to go there. At the risk of hyperbole, our trip isn’t so much a junket as a pilgrimage. And I’m very fortunate to have the means and family that allow me to take it.

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His covered mouth notwithstanding, Martin Kaymer had the quote of the week at the World Matchplay.

I caught a nice little snippet this morning in Rich Lerner’s interview with German golfer Martin Kaymer. When Lerner asked the new world number one what kind of person he was, he quoted Roger Federer and said this:

“It’s nice to be important. But it’s more important to be nice.”

Not that I’m important, but hopefully one day Reese and Finn will be. I hope they’ll keep these Kaymer/Federer words in mind.

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I think I can strike another sumpin sumpin off my bucket list. I said I wanted to come up with a cool quote and I just found one in one of my old columns. Writing about the propensity of those in Washington to govern their actions by what the media is saying, I came up with the following:

America may not be a paper tiger, but she is a tiger run by her papers.

Or the variation:

America is not a paper tiger. She is a tiger run by her papers.

Not the best, I admit, but good enough to cross off the list.

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survival auschwitz

I just finished reading Primo Levi‘s Survival in Auschwitz. It was a bit of a stream of consciousness book — not an easy read for a guy who likes his prose tight as a drum. I gave it two stars on Goodreads.com. Frankly I did not enjoy the read at all (forgive my use of the term “enjoy” given the subject matter, but I’m at a loss for the appropriate term.) It did have one reasonably good line, however:

A respectable appearance is the best guarantee of being respected.

In his case being respected was a heck of a lot more important than today, but the line still resonates.

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This from my friend Michael Anderson on his Facebook page today:

A smoking section in a restaurant is like a peeing section in a pool.

Uh, dad, maybe I should use the bathroom instead . . .

Uh, dad, maybe I should use the bathroom instead . . .

Flippin’ brilliant.

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