Shakespeare, I Come!

You Walk Into A Room, See A Woman, And Something Happens. It's Chemical. What Are You Going To Do About It?

I Believe In The Compelling Power Of Love.

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.

Your Writer, Your Scientist, Your Chief Official, All Have Lost The Power To Revive The Early Illusion Concerning Fame And High Place. Their Beauty And Delight Is Like The Mirage In The Heavens, Only Plain To The Eye Outside; Within Is Nothing.

A Thought Will Color A World For Us.