Foreign languages are another favourite topic, and as these men are bilingual they have a fair notion of what it means to speak and think in many dif….

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

A man who is not afraid of the sea will soon be drowned, for he will be going out on a day when he shouldn't..

The drama, like the symphony, does not teach or prove anything..

At first I threw my weight upon my heels, as one does naturally in a boot, and was a good deal bruised, but after a few hours I learned the natural w….

When I was writing The Shadow of the Glen I got more aid than any learning could have given me from a chink in the floor of the old Wicklow house whe….

In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their is….

What is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only?.

In a good play every speech should be as fully flavored as a nut or apple..

The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind..

A low line of shore was visible at first on the right between the movement of the waves and fog, but when we came further it was lost sight of, and n….

It gave me a moment of exquisite satisfaction to find myself moving away from civilisation in this rude canvas canoe of a model that has served primi….

Drink a health to the wonders of the western world, the pirates, preachers, poteen-makers, with the jobbing jockies; parching peelers, and the juries….

Before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal..

They're cheering a young lad, the champion playboy of the Western World..

No man at all can be living forever and we must be satisfied..

A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see….

It is the timber of poetry that wears most surely, and there is no timber that has not strong roots among the clay and worms..

In the middle classes the gifted son of a family is always the poorest -- usually a writer or artist with no sense for speculation -- and in a family….

I knew the stars, the flowers, and the birds, The gray and wintry sides of many glens, And did but half remember human words, In converse with the mo….

Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple..