As I am. As I am. All or not at all.
One of the things I could never get accustomed to in my youth was the difference I found between life and literature.
The Irish are people who will never have leaders, for at the great moment they always desert them. They have produced one skeleton – Parnell – never a man.
Every physical quality admired by men in women is in direct connection with the manifold functions of women for the propagation of the species.
The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic originality of genius.
If the Irish programme did not insist on the Irish language I suppose I could call myself a nationalist. As it is, I am content torecognize myself an exile: and, prophetically, a repudiated one.
Jesus was a bachelor and never lived with a woman. Surely living with a woman is one of the most difficult things a man has to do, and he never did it.
Fall if you will, but rise you must.
I confess that I do not see what good it does to fulminate against the English tyranny while the Roman tyranny occupies the palace of the soul.
I am a worker, a tombstone mason, anxious to pleace averyburies and jully glad when Christmas comes his once ayear.
Life is the great teacher.
Interpretations of interpretations interpreted.
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character.
She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male.
When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.
I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child’s play, ugly monotonous child’s play.
I’ll tickle his catastrophe.
It was cold autumn weather, but in spite of the cold they wandered up and down the roads of the Park for nearly three hours. They agreed to break off their intercourse; every bond, he said, is a bond to sorrow.
My heart is quite calm now. I will go back.