I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play.

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.

What kind of liberation would that be to forsake an absurdity which is logical and coherent and to embrace one which is illogical and incoherent?

The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside.

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.

Though their life was modest, they believed in eating well.

Mr. Duffy lived a short distance from his body.