“He grew restless with Connemara and its bleak possibilities, its blasted bogscape and lunar rockiness, the grey desolation of everything around him, the rainy, acidulous smell of the air. The wind lashed in like a whip from the Atlantic and… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
It is not a matter of ends justifying means: but of the creation of new means and new ends. — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
“The English possessed as many words for stealing as the Irish had for seaweed or guilt.” — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
“That each man is the sum of his choices is nothing less than the truth. And each, perhaps, is also something else.” — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
“...but as his father used to say when he had a few drinks taken, you couldn't expect bloody miracles when you were talking about… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
The most important thing I would learn in school was that almost everything I would learn in school would be utterly useless. When I… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
“They had far more in common than either realised. One was born Catholic, the other Protestant. One was born Irish, the other British. But… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
Dublin was turning into Disneyland with super-pubs, a Purgatory open till five in the morning. — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
(The short story) is a form that has all the power of the novel - some would say more - but none of the… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
“And if ever you wanted to quit your impatient girl truly, and our little story had to be stored away in a room that's… — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
I feel these days like a very large flamingo. No matter what way I turn, there is always a very large bill. — Joseph O'Connor Copy Share Image
