Courage is always the surest wisdom.
Category Archive: 1865
We are happy when for everything inside us there is a corresponding something outside us.
One learns little more about a man from the feats of his literary memory than from the feats of his alimentary canal.
Cast your mind on other days that we in coming days may be still the indomitable Irishry.
There is a strange reluctance on the part of most people to admit they enjoy life.
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
An intellectual hatred is the worst.
Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?
You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends’ portraits hang and look thereon; Ireland’s history in their lineaments trace; think where man’s glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.
Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.