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