“A newspaper is lumber made malleable. It is ink made into words and pictures. It is conceived, born, grows up and dies of old age in a day.”
“When you read about a car crash in which two or three youngsters are killed, do you pause to dwell on the amount of love and treasure and patience parents poured into bodies no longer suitable for open caskets?”
“Watching your daughter being collected by her date feels like handing over a million dollar Stradivarius to a gorilla.”
“It is difficult to live in the present, ridiculous to live in the future and impossible to live in the past. Nothing is as far away as one minute ago.”
“Golf is played by twenty million mature American men whose wives think they are out having fun.”