It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.
How strange a thing this is! The Priest telleth me that the Soul is worth all the gold in the world, and the merchants say that it is not worth a clipped piece of silver.
It is only very ugly or very beautiful women who ever hide their faces .
I could never quite accustom myself to absinthe, but it suits my style so well
Now produce your explanation and pray make it improbable.
We Irish will never achieve anything; but we are the greatest talkers since the Greeks