Well, there's no one at all, they do be saying, but is deserving of some punishment from the very minute of his birth.

What the Danes left in Ireland were hens and weasels. And when the cock crows in the morning, the country people will always say 'It is for Denmark they are crowing. Crowing they are to be back in Denmark.'

There is lasting kindness in Heaven when no kindness is found upon earth.

If the past year were offered me again, And choice of good and ill before me set Would I accept the pleasure with the pain Or dare to wish that we had never met?

Well, there's no one at all, they do be saying, but is deserving of some punishment from the very minute of his birth.

It is the old battle, between those who use a toothbrush and those who don't.

In writing a little tragedy, 'The Gaol Gate,' I made the scenario in three lines, 'He is an informer; he is dead; he is hanged.' I wrote that play very quickly.