A Nation Is The Same People Living

The Only Decent People I Ever Saw At The Racecourse Were Horses.

Every Age Must Look For Its Sanction To Its Poetry And Philosophy, For In These The Human Mind, As It Looks Backward Or Forward, Attains To An Eternal State.

Can't Bring Back Time. Like Holding Water In Your Hand.

His Soul Swooned Slowly As He Heard The Snow Falling Faintly Through The Universe And Faintly Falling, Like The Descent Of Their Last End, Upon All The Living And The Dead.

Good Puzzle Would Be Cross Dublin Without Passing A Pub.