Love and freedom are such hideous words. So many cruelties have been done in their name.

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

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

Beliefs: Those things we hold to be true despite evidence to the contrary.

Everything is in the way the material is composed.

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

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