A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself.
One must be as clear as one's natural reticence allows one to be.
I wonder what Adam and Eve think of it by this time.
Impatience is the mark of independence, not of bondage.
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.
Hindered characters / seldom have mothers / in Irish stories, but they all have grandmothers.