Jamie O'Neill

The four cautions: Beware a woman in front of you, beware a horse behind of you, beware a cart beside of you,…

— Jamie O'Neill

“Will I begin it? said Doyler laughing. That's all that's in it, he laughing said. Oh sure that grin. Oh sure that…

— Jamie O'Neill

It was true what Jim said, this wasn’t the end but the beginning. But the wars would end one day and Jim…

— Jamie O'Neill

“People thought tolerance was the opposite of intolerance. Whereas in fact it was some meaningless neutrality. A child, any child, growing up,…

— Jamie O'Neill

“MacEmm, can I ask you? I don't know does it mean... does it mean anything with marrying, MacEmm? Doyler and me. "…

— Jamie O'Neill

“Hush, said a wave. Rush, said its fellow”

— Jamie O'Neill

If you carry the weather with you, then character is determined by the prevailing wind

— Jamie O'Neill

The people shall further be graded according to wealth, and—humorous touch this—the more obviously a man labor, the more stinting shall be…

— Jamie O'Neill

“MacMurrough shifted his gaze from the thick spittle-wet mouth and stared instead through the garden windows. What a dreary drunk he was.…

— Jamie O'Neill

Did you not look upon the world this morning and imagine it as the boy might see it? And did you not…

— Jamie O'Neill

“They do say money is the root of all evil." I thought that was supposed to be the love of money." There's…

— Jamie O'Neill

I’m just thinking that would be pleasant. To be reading, say, out of a book, and you to come up and touch…

— Jamie O'Neill

“He saw the black water and the declining sun and the swan dipping down, its white wings flashing, and slowing and slowing…

— Jamie O'Neill

“Were Wilde's panthers grateful or rebellious? Eventually, of course, one prefers a rebellious bedfellow. But it requires a degree of gratitude to…

— Jamie O'Neill

He slept that night thinking of loves and lighthouses. That one love might shine to bring all loves home.

— Jamie O'Neill

“Silence then, a world at rest. Not the antithesis of dust, of speed, but its complement. The gloved hand ungloved its partner…

— Jamie O'Neill

“Damn it all, MacMurrough, are you telling me you are an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort?’ ‘If you mean am I…

— Jamie O'Neill

“Grey morning dulled the bay. Banks of clouds, Howth just one more bank, rolled to sea, where other Howths grumbled to greet…

— Jamie O'Neill

“I don't hate the English and I don't know do I love the Irish. But I love him. I'm sure of that…

— Jamie O'Neill

“—Help these boys build a nation their own. Ransack the histories for clues to their past. Plunder the literatures for words they…

— Jamie O'Neill

It was far too absurd to die of a Tuesday

— Jamie O'Neill

“A wedding left the church and, meeting a funeral, walked three steps with the dead.”

— Jamie O'Neill