I Never Read In Bed, Only In

What Captivity Has Been To The Jews, Exile Has Been To The Irish. For Us, The Romance Of Our Native Land Begins Only After We Have Left Home; It Is Really Only With Other People That We Become Irishmen.

Yet, Like The Sea And The Gallows, London Refuses Nobody.

Sometimes The Silences, The Gaps, Tell Us More Than Anything Else.

The English Can Laugh And At The Same Time Strike You Down, Without The Least Compunction. It Is The Secret Of Their Success As A Nation.

There Are So Many Characters Whizzing Around Inside My Head, It's Like Looney Tunes. But As Soon As I've Finished Writing About Them, I Completely Forget Who They Are.