Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.
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Nationality: Australian Type: Writer Born: June 17, 1867 Death: September 2, 1922 |
“There is no tragedy in missing a putt, no matter how short. All have erred in this respect.”
“People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy... and I keep it in a jar on my desk.”