Occupation: Fiction Writer Birth: April 25, 1916 Death: August 3, 2014
History's like a story in a way: it depends on who's telling it..
No one who likes a song lacks congeniality..
Don't sell your soul to buy peanuts for the monkeys..
The law is above the law, you know..
Very often adverse criticism goes to craft, and that sounds an alarm to which attention should be paid..
It's a great wonder to me, the Irish attachment to our history. What is it but a series of lamentations?.
Flattery makes fools of the best of us..
I don't approve the informality in the world today, Mr. James. It's made strangers of us all..
Beware of feelings, Father. They are the biggest liars in us. They make truth what we want it to be..
We reveal more of ourselves in the lies we tell than we do when we try to tell the truth..
There’s no snobbery like that of the poor toward one another..