Yesterday I Dared To Struggle. Today I

I Got Quite Bored, Serving In The Bar. Since I Was There, The Customers Wouldn't Talk About Women, And With Half Their Subject Matter Denied Them, It Was: Horses, Silence; Horses, Silence.

We Were Born Into An Unjust System; We Are Not Prepared To Grow Old In It.

Irish Catholics Are More Interested In The Rosary Beads Than In The Rosary.

It Did Not Seem To Me That Prejudice, Poverty, Discrimination, Repression And Racism Were Confined To The North Of Ireland. I Could See Them Everywhere I Spoke And Still Cannot Comprehend The Mentality That Argues That I Should Have Pretended Not To See Them, Because It Wasn't My Business.

It Wasn't Long Before People Discovered The Final Horrors Of Letting An Urchin Into Parliament.