All present life is but an interjection, An'Oh!'or 'Ah!'of joy or misery, Or a 'Ha! ha!'or 'Bah!'a yawn or 'Pooh!' Of which perhaps the latter is most true.
I have learned that the cost of everything from a royal suite to a bottle of soda water can be halved by the simple expedient of saying it must be ha… - Robert Byron
I have learned that the cost of everything from a royal suite to a bottle of soda water can be halved by the simple expedient of saying it must be ha…
- Robert Byron
The mountains look on Marathon And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free. - Robert Byron
The mountains look on Marathon And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free.
All present life is but an interjection, An'Oh!'or 'Ah!'of joy or misery, Or a 'Ha! ha!'or 'Bah!'a yawn or 'Pooh!' Of which perhaps the latter is mos… - Robert Byron
All present life is but an interjection, An'Oh!'or 'Ah!'of joy or misery, Or a 'Ha! ha!'or 'Bah!'a yawn or 'Pooh!' Of which perhaps the latter is mos…
Somebody must trespass on the taboos of modern nationalism, in the interests of human reason. Business can't. Diplomacy won't. It has to be people li… - Robert Byron
Somebody must trespass on the taboos of modern nationalism, in the interests of human reason. Business can't. Diplomacy won't. It has to be people li…
But after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice. - Robert Byron
But after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.
All tragedies are finished bya death, All comedies are ended bya marriage; The future states of both are left to faith. - Robert Byron
All tragedies are finished bya death, All comedies are ended bya marriage; The future states of both are left to faith.
There, carried high on a bank of clouds, hovers a shape, a triangle in the sky. This is the Holy Mountain Athos, station of a faith where all the yea… - Robert Byron
There, carried high on a bank of clouds, hovers a shape, a triangle in the sky. This is the Holy Mountain Athos, station of a faith where all the yea…
Herat, 8 December. What a day it was! God save me from any more adventures on a drained stomach. - Robert Byron
Herat, 8 December. What a day it was! God save me from any more adventures on a drained stomach.
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