• She is forty-five years of age, and twenty years ago she must have been a pretty woman. (Juno)
• … seven wounds he head – one entherin’ the neck, with an exit wound beneath the left shoulder-blade; another in the left breast penethratin’ the heart, an’…
• Wan victim wasn’t enough. When the employers sacrifice wan victim, the Trades Unions go wan betther be sacrficin’ a hundred.
• A principle’s a principle.
• … he is a thin delicate fellow … He has evidently gone through a rough time. His face is pale and drawn; … fear in his eyes. (Johnny)
• He is a man of about sixty; stout, grey-haired and stocky. His neck is short, and his head looks like a stone ball … upper part of his body slightly thrown back, … His walk is a slow consequential strut … he wears a faded seaman’s cap with a glazed peak.
• … his eyes have a cunning twinkle; … he has a habit of constantly shrugging his shoulders.
• … when the cat’s away, the mice can play!
• I’ve a little spirit left in me still!
• One that says all is God an’ no man; an’ th’ other that says all is man an’ no God!
• Have none of yous any respect for the Irish people’s National regard for the dead?
• Ah, him that goes a borrownin’ goes a sorrowin’!
• I’ll put some o’ the gorgeous feathers out o’ your tail!
– your humanity is just as narrow as th’ humanity o’ th’ others.
• Sacred Heart o’ Jesus, have mercy on me!
• Ah, what can God do agen th’ stupidity o’ men!
• It’ll have what’s far betther – it’ll have two mothers.
• What was th’ pain I suffered, Johnny, bringin’ you into th’ world to carry you to yours cradle to th’ pains I’ll suffer carryin’ you out o’ th’ world to bring you to your grave!
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