To Marry The Irish Is To Look

And No. I Must Not Go On Thinking. For The Pain Will Never Go Away. You Just Go On And Live. In The Dust Of Desertion. Still Falling Where Last I Loved.

On Being Old. It's Not Nice But Take Comfort That You Won't Stay That Way For Ever.

If You're Going To Love Somebody, Love Somebody Who Needs It.

When I Die, I Want To Decompose In A Barrel Of Porter And Have It Served In All The Pubs In Dublin. I Wonder Would They Know It Was Me?

Electronic Books Are A Bad Thing Because They Cannot Be Accumulated On Shelves To Remind You Of Your Past, To Impress Your Neighbors And Colleagues, And To Help Prevent Divorces Thanks To The Sheer Bother Of Arguing Over Who Owns What.