It Is A Symbol Of Irish Art.

History Is That Nightmare From Which There Is No Awakening.

I'll Tickle His Catastrophe.

His Heart Danced Upon Her Movement Like A Cork Upon A Tide.

I Wanted Real Adventures To Happen To Myself. But Real Adventures, I Reflected, Do Not Happen To People Who Remain At Home: They Must Be Sought Abroad.

Let My Country Die For Me.