You Cannot Eat Your Cake And Have

Do You Know What A Pearl Is And What An Opal Is? My Soul When You Came Sauntering To Me First Through Those Sweet Summer Evenings Was Beautiful But With The Pale Passionless Beauty Of A Pearl. Your Love Has Passed Through Me And Now I Feel My Mind Something Like An Opal, That Is, Full Of Strange Uncertain Hues And Colours, Of Warm Lights And Quick Shadows And Of Broken Music.

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.

Full Many A Flower Is Born To Blush Unseen.

Shakespeare Is The Happy Hunting Ground Of All Minds That Have Lost Their Balance.

One Of The Things I Could Never Get Accustomed To In My Youth Was The Difference I Found Between Life And Literature.