What did that mean, to kiss? You put your face up like that to say goodnight and then his mother put her face down. That was to kiss. His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss. Why did people do that with their two faces? |
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not. |
When I die Dublin will be written in my heart. |
When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water. |
When the Irishman is found outside of Ireland in another environment, he very often becomes a respected man. The economic and intellectual conditions that prevail in his own country do not permit the development of individuality. No one who has any self-respect stays in Ireland, but flees afar as though from a country that has undergone the visitation of an angered Jove. |
While you have a thing it can be taken from you... but when you give it, you have given it. No robber can take it from you. It is yours then for ever when you have given it. It will be yours always. That is to give. |
Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives. The English reading public explains the reason why. |
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman. |
Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead. |