If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.
They took away our land, our language, and our religion; but they could never harness our tongues.
That you, sister. May you be the mother of a bishop.
I wish I'd been a mixed infant.
When I'm talking to people I like to stop and quote myself. My quotes have a way of spicing up conversation.
I am married to Beatrice Salkeld, a painter. We have no children, except me.