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There Is Not Past, No Future; Everything Flows In An Eternal Present.

White Wine Is Like Electricity. Red Wine Looks And Tastes Like A Liquified Beefsteak.

What Did It Avail To Pray When He Knew His Soul Lusted After Its Own Destruction?

I Want To Give A Picture Of Dublin So Complete That If The City Suddenly Disappeared From The Earth It Could Be Reconstructed Out Of My Book.

Mistakes Are The Portals Of Discovery.