It's certain there are trout somewhere - And maybe I shall take a trout - but I do not seem to care.

Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair.

Cast your mind on other days that we in coming days may be still the indomitable Irishry.

Does the imagination dwell the most Upon a woman won or a woman lost?

Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.

Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say. Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day; The second best's a gay goodnight and quickly turn away.

You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon; Ireland's history in their lineaments trace; think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.