He might have been naive, but he didn't care; he said he's rather die with his heart on his sleeve than end up another cynic.

That's what sons do: write to their mothers about recall, tell themselves about the past until they come to realize that they are the past.

People are good or half good or a quarter good, and it changes all the time- but even on the best day nobody's perfect.

There are fewer and fewer Jews in Ireland, but we still have one of the most famous Jewish characters in literary history, of course, in Leopold Bloom.

I’m not interested in blind optimism, but I’m very interested in optimism that is hard-won, that takes on darkness and then says, ‘This is not enough.’ But it takes time, more time than we can sometimes imagine, to get there. And sometimes we don’t.

The real beauty in life is that beauty can sometimes occur.

The point of flight. To get rid of oneself. That was reason enough to fly.