Men Are Governed By Lines Of Intellect

He Could Not Feel Her Near Him In The Darkness Nor Hear Her Voice Touch His Ear. He Waited For Some Minutes Listening. He Could Hear Nothing: The Night Was Perfectly Silent. He Listened Again: Perfectly Silent. He Felt That He Was Alone.

History, Stephen Said, Is A Nightmare From Which I Am Trying To Awake.

You Cannot Eat Your Cake And Have It.

Oh Ireland My First And Only Love Where Christ And Caesar Are Hand In Glove!

I Have Left My Book, I Have Left My Room, For I Heard You Singing Through The Gloom.