Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.

And in spite of everything, Ireland remains the brain of the Kingdom. The English, judiciously practical and ponderous, furnish the over-stuffed stomach of humanity with a perfect gadget--the water closet. The Irish, condemned to express themselves in a language not their own, have stamped on it the mark of their own genius and compete for glory with the civilized nations. This is then called English literature.

The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works.

When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.

Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out into my bosom. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration.

Nations have their ego, just like individuals.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.