It is a socialist idea that making profits is a vice; I consider the real vice is making losses.
Winston ChurchillRead
Playing golf is like chasing a quinine pill around a cow pasture.
Interpretation
This quote humorously suggests that playing golf can be frustrating and chaotic.
Winston Churchill compares playing golf to the ridiculous task of trying to chase a quinine pill in a cow pasture. This analogy highlights the game's challenges and the absurdity often experienced, emphasizing that like the pill, achieving success in golf can be elusive and full of obstacles, leading to amusing situations.
In practice
This quote would be great to share at a golf outing to lighten the mood.
It is a socialist idea that making profits is a vice; I consider the real vice is making losses.
The United States is like a gigantic boiler. Once the fire is lit under it, there's no limit to the power it can generate.
Politics is almost as exciting as war, and quite as dangerous. In war you can only be killed once, but in politics many times.
I will not pretend that if I had to choose between communism and Nazism I would choose communism.
Mountaintops inspire leaders but valleys mature them.
True genius resides in the capacity for evaluation of uncertain, hazardous, and conflicting information.
In high school, I was the class comedian as opposed to the class clown. The difference is the class clown is the guy who drops his pants at the football game, the class comedian is the guy who talked him into it.
And Noah he often said to his wife when he sat down to dine, "I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."
Let me tell you what I look like: pale face, long hair, and a tiny start of a paunch. In addition, an awkward gait, and a cigar in the mouth and a pen in pocket or hand.
Molly Shannon and I used to always talk about that we really felt strongly that we were comedic actors, that we weren't comedians. You just played things real and the comedy came out of the context.
Whenever I want to laugh, I read a wonderful book, 'Children's Letters to God.' You can open it anywhere. One I read recently said, 'Dear God, thank you for the baby brother, but what I prayed for was a puppy.'
He then departed, to make himself still more interesting, in the midst of a heavy rain.
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