Heart Of My Heart, Were It More,

The Men That Is Now Is Only All Palaver And What They Can Get Out Of You.

Good Puzzle Would Be Cross Dublin Without Passing A Pub.

The Philosophic Mind Inclines Always To An Elaborate Life--the Life Of Goethe Or Of Leonardo Da Vinci; But The Life Of The Poet Isintense--the Life Of Blake Or Of Dante--taking Into Its Centre The Life That Surrounds It And Flinging It Abroad Again Amid Planetary Music.

Your Mind Will Give Back To You Exactly What You Put Into It.

Bury The Dead. Say Robinson Crusoe Was True To Life. Well Then Friday Buried Him. Every Friday Buries A Thursday If You Come To Look At It.