I Think I Would Know Nora's Fart

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.

My Heart Is Quite Calm Now. I Will Go Back.

The Object Of The Artist Is The Creation Of The Beautiful. What The Beautiful Is Is Another Question.

His Eyes Were Dimmed With Tears And, Looking Humbly Up To Heaven, He Wept For The Innocence He Had Lost.

The Only Decent People I Ever Saw At The Racecourse Were Horses.