When you read about a car crash in which two or three youngsters are killed, do you pause to dwell on the amount of love and treasure and patience parents poured into bodies no longer suitable for open caskets? — 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
