Every bond is a bond to sorrow.

If Ireland is to become a new Ireland she must first become European.

You get a decent do at the Brazen Head

Shaw's works make me admire the magnificent tolerance and broadmindedness of the english.

Our souls, shamewounded by our sins, cling to us yet more, a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more. She trusts me, her hand gentle, the longlashed eyes. Now where the blue hell am I bringing her beyond the veil? Into the ineluctable modality of the ineluctable visuality. She, she, she. What she?

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.

The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue.