The Irishman in English literature may be said to have been born with an apology in his mouth.

The great appear great to us.

The Irish people will only be free, when they own everything from the plough to the stars

Yes, friends, governments in capitalist society are but committees of the rich to manage the affairs of the capitalist class.

If you strike at, imprison, or kill us, out of our prisons or graves we will still evoke a spirit that will thwart you, and perhaps, raise a force that will destroy you! We defy you! Do your worst!

Don't be 'practical' in politics. To be practical in that sense means that you have schooled yourself to think along the lines, and in the grooves that those who rob you would desire you to think.

The British Government has no right in Ireland, never had any right in Ireland, and never can have any right in Ireland.

We believe in constitutional action in normal times; we believe in revolutionary action in exceptional times.

Apostles of Freedom are ever idolised when dead, but crucified when alive.

Yes, ruling by fooling, is a great British art with great Irish fools to practice on.

No revolutionary movement is complete without its poetical expression.

To win this war, we have been forced into a strategic compromise which will most certainly offend the Russians.

Man's the bad child of the universe

Sometimes when I read Scripture, I'm trying to learn something or teach something or change something in my life.

I'd never really heard of financial abuse, although it makes so much sense when you hear it defined.

Truth is the first thing to be sought for, and Beauty and Goodness will then be added unto you.

When you're in a band - before it got to grunge - you dressed the bit. So yeah, I've always had an attitude with the clothes.

It was not pre-arranged. It just happened that the driver made a demand and I just didn't feel like obeying his demand. I was quite tired after spending a full day working.

Life is not black and white when it comes to perception.

When I was a little boy and played Liebestraum, my father used to hit me on the head with a newspaper every time I slopped the cadenza . . . I hate Liebestraum.

Everything and everybody is sooner or later identified, defined, and put in perspective. The truth as always is simultaneously better and worse than what the popular myth-making has it.