It Is Better To Be Tied To

There Is Lasting Kindness In Heaven When No Kindness Is Found Upon Earth.

What Are Prophecies? Don't We Hear Them Every Day Of The Week? And If One Comes True There May Be Seven Blind And Come To Nothing.

I Don't Know In The World Why Anyone Would Consent To Be A King, And Never To Be Left To Himself, But To Be Worried And Wearied And Interfered With From Dark To Daybreak And From Morning To The Fall Of Night.

I Hold That The Beginning Of Modern Irish Drama Was In The Winter Of 1898, At A School Feast At Coole, When Douglas Hyde And Miss Norma Borthwick Acted In Irish In A Punch And Judy Show; And The Delighted Children Went Back To Tell Their Parents What Grand Curses 'an Craoibhin' Had Put On The Baby And The Policeman.

I Was Told In Many Places Of Osgar's Bravery And Goll's Strength And Conan's Bitter Tongue, And The Arguments Of Oisin And Patrick. And I Have Often Been Given The Story Of Oisin's Journey To Tir-nan-og, The Country Of The Young, That Is, As I Am Told, A Fine Place And Everything That Is Good Is In It.