It is not a matter of ends justifying means: but of the creation of new means and new ends.

There is nothing worse than the ambitions of a talentless person.

(The short story) is a form that has all the power of the novel - some would say more - but none of the self-importance.

I feel these days like a very large flamingo. No matter what way I turn, there is always a very large bill.

Dublin was turning into Disneyland with super-pubs, a Purgatory open till five in the morning.

Politics' the polite word for antediluvian prejudices, the rags put on by enmity and tribal resentment.

Everything is in the way the material is composed.