Redheaded Women Buck Like Goats.

In Woman's Womb Word Is Made Flesh But In The Spirit Of The Maker All Flesh That Passes Becomes The Word That Shall Not Pass Away. This Is The Postcreation.

But We Are Living In A Sceptical And, If I May Use The Phrase, A Thought-tormented Age: And Sometimes I Fear That This New Generation, Educated Or Hyper-educated As It Is, Will Lack Those Qualities Of Humanity, Of Hospitality, Of Kindly Humour Which Belonged To An Older Day.

If Ireland Is To Become A New Ireland She Must First Become European.

The Supreme Question About A Work Of Art Is Out Of How Deep A Life Does It Spring.

It Is As Painful Perhaps To Be Awakened From A Vision As To Be Born.