Imagination is the beginning of creation.
As long as I have a want, I have a reason for living. Satisfaction is death.
I showed my appreciation of my native land in the usual Irish way: by getting out of it as soon as I possibly could.
Remember that I too am mortal.
The truth is, hardly any of us have ethical energy enough for more than one really inflexible point of honor.
Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got a hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.