Does Nobody Understand?

My Words In Her Mind: Cold Polished Stones Sinking Through A Quagmire.

Good Puzzle Would Be Cross Dublin Without Passing A Pub.

A Certain Pride, A Certain Awe, Withheld Him From Offering To God Even One Prayer At Night, Though He Knew It Was In God's Power To Take Away His Life While He Slept And Hurl His Soul Hellward Ere He Could Beg For Mercy.

Sentimentality Is Unearned Emotion.

Fall If You Will, But Rise You Must.