Irish Nationalists Quotes & Sayings

I like a challenge. The fact that these are secret organizations, and also very important organizations that can engage in abuses that are so important to our national security - all that attracts me. — Ronald Kessler

You know, son, I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work and there will always be misfortunes we can't control, lurking out at the edges - storms, sickness, wolves. But there is such a thing as a good life and I think that we have one here. — Jeanne DuPrau

Capital is only the fruit of labor, and could never have existed had not labor first existed. — Abraham Lincoln

Content alone is propaganda; form alone is wallpaper. — Philip Jones Griffiths

Irish nationalists can never be the assenting parties to the mutilation of the Irish nation. The two nation theory is to us an abomination and a blasphemy. — John Redmond

I take life as it happens. And I give myself a lot of freedom. — Jean Paul Gaultier

Def Leppard is a rock band that can sing. — Vivian Campbell

We know that permanent sobriety can be attained only by a most revolutionary change in the life and outlook of the individual ... — Bill W.

Raisins again. I like raisins, but I have a habit of losing one or two on the floor every time I eat them. I always find them later and think they are: a) a mouse turd or b) a cockroach. Then I figure out it's a raisin and sigh with relief. This pretty much happens every time I find a lost raisin. — Julie Halpern

There is something uniquely American about the motel: It speaks to the transient nature of America itself, one enabled and encouraged by our roads and highways. — Hanya Yanagihara

What's the basis when rappers don't know the basics?
Still not takin' advice from those I wouldn't trade places with. — Skeme

she would say that our souls are left scattered all over the place in the people we love, in the lives we touch. — Claire Contreras

I asked him what he said, for there was such a mish-mash of Conversation around us that I could scarcely understand him - the frequenters of Taverns have Hearts of Curd and Souls of Milk Sop, but they have Mouths like Cannons which stink of Tobacco and their own foul Breath as they cry What News? What's a Clock? Methinks it's Cold to Day! Thus is it a Hospital For Fools — Peter Ackroyd