Sat N Golf Quotes & Sayings

She sat in a corner warm with sunlight, a copy of Home Notes open unread upon her knee, and watched the green meadows flying past while the business men in the carriage talked about news in the papers - awful, as usual - their golf, their gardeners, and the detective stories they were reading. — Stella Gibbons

I get it! Something painful happens and that hate flares within and sticks around. Hate keeps the pain; forgiveness let's it go. Hate breeds poison, forgiveness breeds peace. When you chain yourself to hate, you chain yourself to pain. — Tony Curl

A friend argues that Americans battle between the "historical self" and the "self self." By this she means you mostly interact as friends with mutual interest and, for the most part, compatible personalities; however, sometimes your historical selves, her white self and your black self, or your white self and her black self, arrive with the full force of your American positioning. Then you are standing face-to-face in seconds that wipe the affable smiles right from your mouths. What did you say? Instantaneously your attachment seems fragile, tenuous, subject to any transgression of your historical self. And though your joined personal histories are supposed to save you from misunderstandings, they usually cause you to understand all too well what is meant. — Claudia Rankine

What made me want to go into doing comics was I was working as a laborer with my father, a gardener. — Dan DeCarlo

To save a friend, you would sacrifice the world — Rick Riordan

Whenever you hear this, I hope it finds you well. I hope you're dancing, because you were built for it. I hope you're smiling, because your mouth was made for it. I hope you're laughing, because it's the most incredible sound. And I hope you're being loved by somebody, because you deserve it. — Stylo Fantome

Life doesn't stop when you take a new road. It always finds a way to go on. — Krista Ritchie

There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action. — P.G. Wodehouse

April's just a Dixie cup of crazy. Lydia's more like a twenty-gallon tank — J. Courtney Sullivan