Shakespeare, I Come!

The Irish Are A Philosophic As Well As A Practical Race. Their First And Strongest Impulse Is To Make The Best Of A Bad Situation To Put A Better Face On Evil Than It Normally Wears.

The Thing That Impressed Me Then As Now About New York… Was The Sharp, And At The Same Time Immense, Contrast It Showed Between The Dull And The Shrewd, The Strong And The Weak, The Rich And The Poor, The Wise And The Ignorant… The Strong, Or Those Who Ultimately Dominated, Were So Very Strong, And The Weak So Very, Very Weak - And So Very, Very Many.

Our Civilization Is Still In A Middle Stage, Scarcely Beast, In That It Is No Longer Wholly Guided By Instinct; Scarcely Human, In That It Is Not Yet Wholly Guided By Reason.

And Then He Sank Back And Tried, As Usual, Not To Think. He Must Succeed. That's What The World Was Made For. That's What He Was Made For. That Was What He Would Have To Do.

I Have Seen Youths Bright Eyed And Fair Groping After Bubbles In Rapture, And Conceiving Them Diamonds And The Glitter Of Fine Jewels, Until Their Hand Closed Over A Something That Was Not To Be Felt Nor Longer Seen, Mere Colored Air.