Save the trees of Ireland for the future men of Ireland on the fair hills of Eire, O.
No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.
So you need hardly spell me how every word will be bound over to carry three score and ten toptypsical readings throughout the book of Doublends Jined.
Quotation marks quotato marks! Bah!
Interpretations of interpretations interpreted.
A certain pride, a certain awe, withheld him from offering to God even one prayer at night, though he knew it was in God's power to take away his life while he slept and hurl his soul hellward ere he could beg for mercy.