Stick A Lighted Candle Up Your Backside

I Believe The World Of The Spirit Is In General Greatly Neglected And Not At All Served By The Practice Of Faith As We Know It, Because Religion Isn't Individual Enough.

Never Underestimate Their Intelligence, Always Underestimate Their Knowledge.

I'd Have To Struggle To Find A Subject In Which I Can't Get Some Kind Of Interested Pulse Started.

The One Joy That Has Kept Me Going Through Life Has Been The Fact That Stories Unite Us. To See You As You Listen To Me Now, As You Have Always Listened To Me, Is To Know This: What I Can Believe, You Can Believe. And The Way We All See Our Story-not Just As Irish People But As Flesh And Blood Individuals And Not The Way People Tell Us To See It-that's What We Own, No Matter Who We Are And Where We Come From.

When I Come Out On The Road Of A Morning, When I Have Had A Night's Sleep And Perhaps A Breakfast, And The Sun Lights A Hill On The Distance, A Hill I Know I Shall Walk Across An Hour Or Two Thence, And It Is Green And Silken To My Eye, And The Clouds Have Begun Their Slow, Fat Rolling Journey Across The Sky, No Land In The World Can Inspire Such Love In A Common Man.