I Never Read In Bed, Only In

I Strike Up Conversations All The Time And It Is Very Interesting, Finding Out About Things I Know Nothing About.

So Do We Discover, In The World, That Our Worst Fears Are Unfulfilled; Yet We Must Fear, In Order That We May Feel Delight.

What Captivity Has Been To The Jews, Exile Has Been To The Irish. For Us, The Romance Of Our Native Land Begins Only After We Have Left Home; It Is Really Only With Other People That We Become Irishmen.

It Is Strange, Is It Not, How A Person Can Adore One's Soul So Much That They Adore One's Body Also?

Bigotry Does Not Consort Easily With Free Trade.