Golf. Trying To Knock A Tiny Ball

Some Civil Servants Are Neither Servants Nor Civil.

Churchill: "madam, Would You Sleep With Me For Five Million Pounds?" Socialite: "my Goodness, Mr. Churchill... Well, I Suppose... We Would Have To Discuss Terms, Of Course... " Churchill: "would You Sleep With Me For Five Pounds?" Socialite: "mr. Churchill, What Kind Of Woman Do You Think I Am?!" Churchill: "madam, We've Already Established That. Now We Are Haggling About The Price

You See These Dictators Up On Their Pedestals, Surrounded By The Bayonets Of Their Soldiers And The Truncheons Of Their Police. They're Afraid Of Words And Thought. ... They Make Frantic Efforts To Bar Our Thoughts And Words. ... A State Of Society Where Men May Not Speak Their Mind - Where Children Denounce Their Parents To The Police - Where A Businessman Or Small Shopkeeper Ruins His Competitor By Telling Tales About His Private Opinion. Such A State Of Society Cannot Long Endure If It Is Continually In Contact With The Healthy Outside World.

We Have A Very Daring And Skillful Opponent Against Us, And, May I Say Across The Havoc Of War, A Great General.

I Built With My Own Hands ... A Large Swimming-pool Which Was Filtered To Limpidity And Could Be Heated To Supplement Our Fickle Sunshine.