Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life. – John Updike
The golf swing is like a suitcase into which we are trying to pack one too many things. – John Updike

Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life. – John Updike
The golf swing is like a suitcase into which we are trying to pack one too many things. – John Updike
What art offers is space — a certain breathing room for the spirit. – John Updike
Celebrity is a mask that eats into the face. As soon as one is aware of being somebody, to be watched and listened to with extra interest, input ceases, and the performer goes blind and deaf in his overanimation. One can either see or be seen. – John Updike