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Quotes by Irish Authors
"It is the duty of every father... to write fairy tales for his children."
"I do not approve of anything that tampers with natural ignorance. Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone. The whole theory of modern education is radically unsound. Fortunately in England, at any rate, education produces no effect whatsoever."
"There is only one admirable form of the imagination: the imagination that is so intense that it creates a new reality, that it makes things happen."
"But without a need, even the finest piece of beef is merely a piece of dead bull is it not?"
"Women have no appreciation of good looks-at least, good women have not."
"By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community."
"I finished my first book seventy-six years ago. I offered it to every publisher on the English-speaking earth I had ever heard of. Their refusals were unanimous: and it did not get into print until, fifty years later; publishers would publish anything that had my name on it."
"Put no inscription over the grave, except the date of my birth and my death; and, wherever I am buried, let the funeral be perfectly private, with as few persons attending, and as little show and expense as possible."
"If I felt we had alienated the Unionists, it would worry me because we've spent a great deal of time trying to open up discussion and dialogue with the Unionist Parties."
"You know, Miss Holly, you look very dramatic like that, backlit by the fire. Very attractive, if I may say so. I know you shared a moment passionne with Artemis which he subsequently fouled up with his typical boorish behavior. Let me just throw something out there for you to consider while we're chasing the probe: I share Artemis's passion but not his boorishness. No pressure; just think about it.This was enough to elicit a deafening moment of silence even in the middle of a crisis, which Orion seemed to be blissfully unaffected by."
"If anyone stops us, as long as we mumble something pretentious about the glory of death, we should be fine."
"Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance."
"This morning I took out a comma and this afternoon I put it back again."
"And you'll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday."
"Very few men properly speaking live at present but are providing to live another time."
"We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?"
"The art of government is the organization of idolatry."
"Now you learn about the greatest tool available to any salesman. I'm going to give you an introduction into something that will help customers recognise the value of your offer all by themselves."
"He laughed to free his mind from his mind's bondage."
"To speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and colour which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of the beauty we have come to understand-that is art."
"There's none so blind as they that won't see."
"Queen of arts and daughter of heaven."
"Your target market are more bothered about whether what you sell will get them promoted, sacked, recognised, accepted, praised or laid."
"Men know life too early women know life too late."
"You look green, immature. A young boy playing at business, dressing up in the manner in which he believes an actual grown-up would. Your viewpoint of business attire is one of wide-eyed wonder from the nursery door."
"Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes."
"She is a peacock in everything but beauty."
"Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity."
"Independence? That's middle class blasphemy. We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth."
"The only things one never regrets are one's mistakes."
"Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time."
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