Ah, Ireland... That Damnable, Delightful Country, Where

It Is Knowledge That Influences And Equalizes The Social Condition Of Man; That Gives To All, However Different Their Political Position, Passions Which Are In Common, And Enjoyments Which Are Universal.

Consider Ireland.... You Have A Starving Population, An Absentee Aristocracy, And An Alien Church, And In Addition The Weakest Executive In The World. That Is The Irish Question.

The Divine Right Of Kings May Have Been A Plea For Feeble Tyrants, But The Divine Right Of Government Is The Keystone Of Human Progress, And Without It Governments Sink Into Police, And A Nation Is Degraded Into A Mob.

Age Is Frequently Beautiful, Wisdom Appearing Like An Aftermath.

Talk To A Man About Himself And He Will Listen For Hours.