Real Misery Cuts Off All Paths To

Words Are The Most Subtle Symbols Which We Possess And Our Human Fabric Depends On Them.

Youth Is A Marvelous Garment

I Daresay Anything Can Be Made Holy By Being Sincerely Worshipped.

There Is No Triumph Of Good, And If There Were It Would Not Be A Triumph Of Good.

That's How Vile I Am! I Live Ireland, I Breathe Ireland, And Christ How I Loathe It, I Wish I Were A Bloody Scot, That's How Bloody Awful It Is Being Irish!