“A mother's love is a blessing No matter where you roam. Keep her while you have her, You'll miss her when she's… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
My father and mother should have stayed in New York, where they met and married and where I was born. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks' Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
Love her as in childhood Through feeble, old and grey. For you’ll never miss a mother’s love Till she’s buried beneath the… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
I appealed to my mother. I told her it wasn't fair the way the whole family was invading my dreams and she… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
He came to the States in 1963, I think with a view to making up with my mother, but that didn't work.… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
I don't absolve my father completely of his responsibility for what he did to us I feel compassion, maybe. He had his… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
People everywhere brag and whimper about the woes of their early years, but nothing can compare with the Irish version: the poverty;… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
“Here I am looking at my lovely ten-year-old daughter, Maggie, in her white dress, singing Protestant hymns with the choir at the… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
A mother's love is a blessing No matter where you roam. Keep her while you have her, You'll miss her when she's… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
In the high school classroom you are a drill sergent, a rabbi, a shoulder to cry on, a disciplinarian, a singer, a… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
I'm not one of those James Joyce intellectuals who can stand back and look at the whole edifice... It was a slow process for… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
I admire certain priests and nuns who go off on their own and do God's work on their own, who help in the ghettos,… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
When I act tough they listen politely till the spasm passes. They know. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
Just luxuriate in a certain memory, and the details will come. It's like a magnet attracting steel filings. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
They all went into the bar business. Which was a mistake, because they began to sip at the merchandise and it set them back,… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
My childhood here... was very limited. So it was a long, long time before I actually went out to Brooklyn. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
We never really had any kind of a Christmas. This is one part where my memory fails me completely. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
A lot of people say writers start losing their powers after 60 or 65. But I look at the best-seller list and see a… — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
“When the dark clouds flutter like bats in my head I wish I could open a window and release them.” — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
Shakespeare is like mashed potatoes, you can never get enough of him. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
I just have to proceed as usual. No matter what happens, nothing helps with the writing of the next book. — Frank McCourt Copy Share Image
