When I die I want to decompose in a barrel of porterand have it served in all the pubs in Dublin. I wonder would theyall know it was me?
O dark dark dark. theyall go into the dark, The vacant interstellar spaces, the vacant into the vacant.
No lesson seems to be so deeply inculcated by the experience of life as that you should never trust experts. If you believe the doctors, nothing is wholesome: if you believe the theologians, nothing is innocent: if you believe the soldiers, nothing is safe. theyall require to have their strong wine diluted by a very large admixture of insipid common sense.Marquess of Salisbury Robert