Don't sell your soul to buy peanuts for the monkeys.
Beware of feelings, Father. They are the biggest liars in us. They make truth what we want it to be.
History's like a story in a way: it depends on who's telling it.
Flattery makes fools of the best of us.
It's a great wonder to me, the Irish attachment to our history. What is it but a series of lamentations?
There’s no snobbery like that of the poor toward one another.