It is too maddening. I've got to fly off, right now, to some devilish navy yard, 3 hours in a seasick steamer, & after being heartily sick, I'll have to speak 3 times, & then be sick coming home. Still, who would not be sick for England?
His face was filled with broken commandments.
Life, a beauty chased by tragic laughter.
And may we find when ended is the page, Death but a tavern on our pilgrimage.
Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth
God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays.