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

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

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

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

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

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.