After the spiritual powers, there is no thing in the world more unconquerable than the spirit of nationality. ... The spirit of nationality in Ireland will persist even though the mightiest of material powers be its neighbor.

A literary movement: five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other.

Twilight, a timid, fawn, went glimmering by, and Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast.

Reason, alas, does not remove mountains. It only tries to walk around them, and see what is on the other side.

No leader, however great a personality he may be, is as important to a people as their own intellectual development.

We may fight against what is wrong, but if we allow ourselves to hate, that is to insure our spiritual defeat and our likeness to what we hate.

We are tired who follow after fantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter stain our hearts with richest dyes.