Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. – William Wordsworth
I listened, motionless and still And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. – William Wordsworth

Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. – William Wordsworth
I listened, motionless and still And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. – William Wordsworth
Father! — to God himself we cannot give a holier name. – William Wordsworth
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind. – William Wordsworth