Phall if you but will, rise you must: and none so soon either shall the pharce for the nunce come to a setdown secular phoenish.

A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.

To discover the mode of life or of art whereby my spirit could express itself in unfettered freedom.

She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart that told her he was her all in all, the only man in all the world for her for love was the master guide. Come what might she would be wild, untrammelled, free.

I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.

What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends?

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.