Whiskey: a torchligh procession marching down your throat.

Reason, alas, does not remove mountains. It only tries to walk around them, and see what is on the other side.

Forgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy.

After the spiritual powers, there is no thing in the world more unconquerable than the spirit of nationality. ... The spirit of nationality in Ireland will persist even though the mightiest of material powers be its neighbor.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

When steam first began to pump and wheels go round at so many revolutions per minute, what are called business habits were intended to make the life of man run in harmony with the steam engine, and his movement rival the train in punctuality.

Twilight, a timid, fawn, went glimmering by, and Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast.