I've lost all capacity for disbelief. I'm not sure that I could even rise to a little gentle scepticism.
What if the Church and the State Are the mob that howls at the door! Wine shall run thick to the end, Bread taste sour.
When You Are Old" WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
A daughter of a King of Ireland, heard A voice singing on a May Eve like this, And followed half awake and half asleep, Until she came into the Land of Faery, Where nobody gets old and godly and grave, Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue. And she is still there, busied with a dance Deep in the dewy shadow of a wood, Or where stars walk upon a mountain-top.
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
That was the hard part of having kids: trying to be on their schedule, then fighting to get to sleep while they are sleeping.
A Stander-by is often a better judge of the game than those that play.
Im thinking of going into rehab. Im not addicted to anything, but I think its good way to jumpstart an acting career.
The man don't make the vision; the vision makes the man.