Moments Of Their Secret Life Together Burst

The Artist Who Could Disentangle The Subtle Soul Of The Image From Its Mesh Of Defining Circumstances Most Exactly And 're-embody' It In Artistic Circumstances Chosen As The Most Exact For It In Its New Office, He Was The Supreme Artist.

God Made Food; The Devil The Cooks.

It Is As Painful Perhaps To Be Awakened From A Vision As To Be Born.

He Comes Into The World God Knows How, Walks On The Water, Gets Out Of His Grave And Goes Up Off The Hill Of Howth. What Drivel Is This?

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