In the march up the heights of fame there comes a spot close to the summit in which man reads nothing but detective stories.

The urge to gamble is so universal and its practice so pleasurable that I assume it must be evil.

The urge to gamble is so universal and its practice so pleasurable that I assume it must be evil.

Sweat is the cologne of accomplishment.

Golf is not, on the whole, a game for realists. By its exactitudes of measurement it invites the attention of perfectionists.

The urge to gamble is so universal, and its practice so pleasurable that I assume it must be evil.