There is an Irish way of paying compliments as though they were irresistible truths which makes what would otherwise be an impertinence delightful.
I think being a woman is like being Irish. Everyone says you're important and nice, but you take second place all the same.
The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad, For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.
If this humor be the safety of our race, then it is due largely to the infusion into the American people of the Irish brain.
You have to do your own growing no matter how tall your grandfather was.
Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.
If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilized.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Ireland is a fruitful mother of genius, but a barren nurse.
When I told the people of Northern Ireland that I was an atheist, a woman in the audience stood up and said, 'Yes, but is it the God of the Catholics or the God of the Protestants in whom you don't believe?'
An Irishman can be worried by the consciousness that there is nothing to worry about.
If ignorance is bliss, why aren't there more happy people in the world?
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing noise they make as they go by.
As a child my family's menu consisted of two choices: take it or leave it.
Being Irish was a big thing for me, particularly growing up in Chicago.
Women are wiser than men because they know less and understand more.
Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to.
When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.
The way I see it is that all the ol' guff about being Irish is a kind of nonsense. I mean, I couldn't be anything else no matter what I tried to be. I couldn't be Chinese or Japanese.
The English are not happy unless they are miserable, the Irish are not at peace unless they are at war, and the Scots are not at home unless they are abroad.
What's the use of being Irish if the world doesn't break your heart?
To be Irish is to know that in the end the world will break your heart.
A man in love is incomplete until he has married. Then he's finished.
Ireland is a peculiar society in the sense that it was a nineteenth century society up to about 1970 and then it almost bypassed the twentieth century.
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