His Eyes Were Dimmed With Tears And,

A Wild Angel Had Appeared To Him, The Angel Of Mortal Youth And Beauty, An Envoy From The Fair Courts Of Life, To Throw Open Before Him In An Instant Of Ecstasy The Gates Of All The Ways Of Error And Glory.

Mr. Duffy Lived A Short Distance From His Body.

A Man's Errors Are His Portals Of Discovery.

I Desire To Press In My Arms The Loveliness Which Has Not Yet Come Into The World.

Every Jackass Going The Roads Thinks He Has Ideas.