That You, Sister. May You Be The

The Terrorist Is The One With The Small Bomb.

If It Was Raining Soup, The Irish Would Go Out With Forks.

I Never Felt So Much At Home As I Do In New York. I Must Be A Devil.

You Made One Mistake. You Married Me.

The English And Americans Dislike Only Some Irish--the Same Irish That The Irish Themselves Detest, Irish Writers--the Ones That Think.