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Quote by Robert Lynd
It is almost impossible to remember how tragic a place this world

It is almost impossible to remember how tragic a place this world is when one is playing golf. – Robert Lynd

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Coleridge says that to bait a mouse-trap is as much as to say to the mouse, Come and have a piece of cheese, and then, when it accepts the invitation, to do it to death is a betrayal of the laws of hospitality. – Robert Lynd

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Hospitality
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Robert Lynd
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The great ages of prose are the ages in which men shave. The great ages of poetry are those in which they allow their beards to grow. – Robert Lynd

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Mustaches
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No human being believes that any other human being has a right to be in bed when he himself is up. – Robert Lynd

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Golf is an awkward set of bodily contortions designed to produce a graceful result. – Tommy Armour

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Golf is a game in which the ball lies poorly and the players well. – Art Rosenbaum

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Golf can best be defined as an endless series of tragedies obscured by the occasional miracle. – Author Unknown

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They call it golf because all of the other four-letter words were taken. – Raymond Floyd

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Golf

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