A newspaper is lumber made malleable. It is ink made into words and pictures. It is conceived, born, grows up and dies of old age in a day. — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
It is impossible to read for pleasure from something to which you are both father and mother, born in such travail that the writer… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
What makes a good writer of history is a guy who is suspicious. Suspicion marks the real difference between the man who wants to… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
Golf is played by twenty million mature American men whose wives think they are out having fun. — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
Death is as casual and often as unexpected as birth. It is as difficult to define grief as joy. Each is finite. Each will… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
Archaeology is the peeping Tom of the sciences. It is the sandbox of men who care not where they are going; they merely want… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
A reporter meets interesting people. If he endures, he will get to know princes and presidents, popes and paupers, prostitutes and panderers. And always,… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
“A friend asked what he thought of marriage, and Lincoln said quietly: “My father always said, when you make a bad bargain, hug it… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
Mulligan: invented by an Irishman who wanted to hit one more twenty yard grounder. — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
True love is night jasmine, a diamond in darkness, the heartbeat no cardiologist has ever heard. It is the most common of miracles, fashioned… — Jim Bishop Copy Share Image
