Flattery makes fools of the best of us.

Beware of feelings, Father. They are the biggest liars in us. They make truth what we want it to be.

Don't sell your soul to buy peanuts for the monkeys.

No one who likes a song lacks congeniality.

Very often adverse criticism goes to craft, and that sounds an alarm to which attention should be paid.

It's a great wonder to me, the Irish attachment to our history. What is it but a series of lamentations?

History's like a story in a way: it depends on who's telling it.