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.

O, the red rose may be fair, And the lily statelier; But my shamrock, one in three Takes the very heart of me!

Often our bad moments are self-propelled ... And the drama is almost exclusively within our heads and hearts.

January has only one thing to be said for it: it is followed by February. Nothing so well becomes its passing.

It is a horrible demoralizing thing to be a lawyer. You look for such low motives in everyone and everything.

Drawbacks are good when you are on holiday. If the holiday were too good you might not want to go home again.