Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple.
John Millington SyngeA low line of shore was visible at first on the right between the movement of the waves and fog, but when we came further it was lost sight of, and nothing could be seen but the mist curling in the rigging, and a small circle of foam.
John Millington SyngeI'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.
John Millington Synge