Five Bits to Ponder for St. Patrick’s Day

• “There’s no friends like old friends.”
• “…and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.”
• “The light music of whisky falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.”

• “I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures do not happen to people who remain home: they must be sought abroad.”
• “One by one they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion than fade and wither dismally with age.”

-K-