Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.

There is only one thing that makes any one athlete better than another, his heart. We all put our underwear on feet first, so we are all human.

British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops.

Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.

I am proud to be an emotionalist.

(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop.

I am quite content to go down to posterity as a scissors and paste man for that seems to me a harsh but not unjust description