Will there never come a season Which shall rid us from the curse? Of a prose which knows no reason And an… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
Birthdays? yes, in a general way; For the most if not for the best of men: You were born (I suppose) on a certain… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
straightway like a bell Came low and clear The slow, sad murmur of the distant seas — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
There were two good fellows I used to know. --How distant it all appears! We played together in football weather, And messed together for… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
I saw God! Do you doubt it? Do you dare to doubt it? I saw the Almighty Man! His hand Was resting on a… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
Will there never come a season Which shall rid us from the curse? Of a prose which knows no reason And an unmelodious verse:… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
Republic of the West, Enlightened, free, sublime, Unquestionably best Production of our time. — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust. — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
To see Good Tennis! What divine joy Can fill our leisure, or our minds employ? Let other people play at other things; The King… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
Speech and prose are not the same thing. They have different wave-lengths, for speech moves at the speed of light, where prose moves at… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
In short, if your body or mind Or your soul or your purse come to grief, You need only get drunk, and you'll find… — James Kenneth Stephen Copy Share Image
