Quotes and anectdotes from the wise to the foolish, and the courageous to the drunk

St. Patrick's Day

We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English.

If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.

Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.

There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.

Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.

Geographically, Ireland is a medium-sized rural island that is slowly but steadily being consumed by sheep.