I Have My Own Soul. My Own

The Poor Silly-clever Irishman Takes Off His Hat To God's Englishman.

I Enjoy Convalescence. It Is The Part That Makes The Illness Worth While.

The Reasonable Man Adapts Himself To The World; The Unreasonable One Persists To Adapt The World To Himself. Therefore All Progress Depends On The Unreasonable Man.

Criminals Do Not Die By The Hands Of The Law. They Die By The Hands Of Other Men.

Any Sort Of Plain Speaking Is Better Than The Nauseous Sham Good Fellowship Our Democratic Public Men Get Up For Shop Use.