But it seems impossible to speak and yet say nothing, you think you have succeeded, but you always overlook something.
Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
But I know what darkness is, it accumulates, thickens, then suddenly bursts and drowns everything.
The bicycle is a great good. But it can turn nasty, if ill employed.
I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.