A man who keeps a diary, pays Due toll to many tedious days;
But life becomes eventful—then His busy hand forgets the pen.
Most books, indeed, are records less Of fulness than of emptiness.
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William Allingham
William Allingham (19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889) was an Irish poet, diarist and editor. He wrote several volumes of lyric verse, and his poe…
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