You Forget That The Kingdom

I Confess That I Do Not See What Good It Does To Fulminate Against The English Tyranny While The Roman Tyranny Occupies The Palace Of The Soul.

The Sacred Pint Alone Can Unbind The Tongue.

Beware The Horns Of A Bull, The Heels Of The Horse, And The Smile Of An Englishman.

Wipe Your Glosses With What You Know.

When A Man Is Born...there Are Nets Flung At It To Hold It Back From Flight. You Talk To Me Of Nationality, Language, Religion. I Shall Try To Fly By Those Nets.