Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.

The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.

He wanted to be a poet, ' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

A marriage is a delicate thing, Maggie, a balance of two hearts and two hopes. Sometimes the weight's just too heavy on the one side, and the other can't lift to it.

Need is what tears people apart. When you want someone, you never really need them. But as soon as you start need someone, they no longer want you.

First people lose their hair, then their vices, then their motivation. Then a toupee brings it all flowing back.

Pet stores just sell their animals.

There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.

Life itself, when understood and utilized for what it is, is sweet.

For a few political turncoats there is real excuse. One can hardly blame those whom one ministry have seen fit to throw overboard for having the strength to swim to the other side.

What I do with the story itself varies of course, but what I want to do is to present the world so that the reader can access it without tripping over the details.

The traits I respect are erudition and the courage to stand up when half-men are afraid for their reputation. Any idiot can be intelligent.

It's just, it's fun to stay in the game.

Your situation does not embarrass God because He has solution.