[He] was blessed to have forgotten his binoculars.

I want to make sure that's not a forgotten goal.

The America's Cup, yachting is great and garish grail, is a tumorous tureen no handsomer than a camel.

It's frustrating because we've been in three consecutive games, but we have not gotten the clutch hit when we needed it. But putting (the players) in these situations can only help them in the long run. And our pitching is good. I'm very encouraged by that.

Binoculars are a distance when near the eyes. Far from home, near the heart, love.

And none will hear the postman’s knock
Without a quickening of the heart.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?