White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak. - James Joyce

I am quite content to go down to posterity as a scissors and paste man for that seems to me a harsh but not unjust description

For the years, he felt, had not quenched his soul, or hers.

If Socrates leaves his house today he will find the sage seated on his doorstep. If Judas go forth tonight it is to Judas his steps will tend.’ Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-law. But always meeting ourselves.