Irish people have a trick of over-statement, at which one ceases to wince as one grows older.

I have often heard it said that the Irish are too ready to forgive. It is a noble failing.

There is an Irish way of paying compliments as though they were irresistible truths which makes what would otherwise be an impertinence delightful.

... Hope is at the bottom of the Pandora's box of Irish troubles, and I believe proudly and firmly in the ultimate destinies of my country.

To be a saint does not exclude fine dresses nor a beautiful house.

Religion dies hard in the Irish.

The trouble with the Irish question always has been that it was an English question.