All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
Thanks be to God we lived so long and did so much good.
He comes into the world God knows how, walks on the water, gets out of his grave and goes up off the Hill of Howth. What drivel is this?
Absence, the highest form of presence.
We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh