Chance does not speak essentially through words nor can it be seen in their convolution. It is the eruption of language, its sudden appearance. Its not a night twinkle with stars, an illuminated sleep, nor a drowsy vigil. It is the very edge of consciousness. – Michel Foucault
It is our relation to circumstances that determine their influence over us. The same wind that blows one ship into port may blow another off shore. – Christian Nevell Bovee
It was sort of just a family sport. My mom and dad were pretty keen golfers when I was young and so were my grandparents, and I just sort of tagged along with them. – Karrie Webb
