I Don't Want To Die. Damn Death.

We Are All Born In The Same Way But We All Die In Different Ways.

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

It Is A Symbol Of Irish Art. The Cracked Looking-glass Of A Servant.

Writing In English Is The Most Ingenious Torture Ever Devised For Sins Committed In Previous Lives. The English Reading Public Explains The Reason Why.

I Think I Would Know Nora's Fart Anywhere. I Think I Could Pick Hers Out In A Roomful Of Farting Women.