Tell us, pray, what devil This melancholy is, which can transform Men into monsters.
He hath shook hands with time.
Who better than an Irishman can understand the Indians, while still being stirred by tales of the US cavalry?
Revenge proves itself to be its own executioner.
To be quite blunt, I make pictures for money, to pay the rent.There are some great artists in the business. I am not one of them.
Love is a tyrant, resisted.