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.

She is a girl would not be afraid to walk the whole world with herself.

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

What are prophecies? Don't we hear them every day of the week? And if one comes true there may be seven blind and come to nothing.

There is many a man without learning will get the better of a college-bred man, and will have better words, too.

Every day in the year there comes some malice into the world, and where it comes from is no good place.

As to the old history of Ireland, the first man ever died in Ireland was Partholan, and he is buried, and his greyhound along with him, at some place in Kerry.