I've always said that one night, I'm going to find myself in some field somewhere, I'm standing on grass, and it's raining, and I'm with the person I love, and I know I'm at the very point I've been dreaming of getting to.
What we plant in the soil of contemplation, we shall reap in the harvest of action.
Even in moments of tranquility, Murray Walker sounds like a man whose trousers are on fire.

