I would never become an alcoholic like my father because my father deserted us. But diseases, there's no let up.

Limericks don't come from Limerick. But it comes from that between the verses when they used to have those competitions that they would put in the refrain, "follow me up, follow me up, follow me up to Limerick Town."

To me a saint is a severely edited sinner. That's what I think.

Somebody once said that the Irish derived the greatest benefit from the English language. They court it like a beautiful woman. They make it bray with donkey laughter, they fling it at the sky like paint pots full of rainbow colors.

The word is a sound of some sort and that's where the energy comes from.

Being a kid myself, I loved playing and I loved playing with words, and making up things and riddles and songs and not afraid of being silly in public.

I would never become an alcoholic like my father because my father deserted us. But diseases, there's no let up.