You Cannot Eat Your Cake

Any Object, Intensely Regarded, May Be A Gate Of Access To The Incorruptible Eons Of The Gods.

Nations Have Their Ego, Just Like Individuals.

As I Am. As I Am. All Or Not At All.

Ireland Sober Is Ireland Stiff.

O Cold ! O Shivery ! It Was Your Ambrosial Beauty. Forget, Forgive. Kismet. Let Me Off This Once.