Should; Shouldn't; Ought; Oughtn't—the Enemies Of Contentment.

We Irish Prefer Embroideries To Plain Cloth. To Us Irish, Memory Is A Canvas--stretched, Primed, And Ready For Painting On. We Love The "story" Part Of The Word "history," And We Love It Trimmed Out With Color And Drama, Ribbons And Bows. Listen To Our Tunes, Observe A Celtic Scroll: We Always Decorate Our Essence.

I Believe The World Of The Spirit Is In General Greatly Neglected And Not At All Served By The Practice Of Faith As We Know It, Because Religion Isn't Individual Enough.

Should; Shouldn't; Ought; Oughtn't—the Enemies Of Contentment.

Every Pain Is A Lesson.

Never Underestimate Their Intelligence, Always Underestimate Their Knowledge.