Death is always and under all circumstances a tragedy, for if it is not, then it means that life itself has become one.

I have always been fond of the West African proverb 'Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.'

I'm as strong as a bull moose and you can use me to the limit.

Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much…

Is there life before death? That's chalked up In Ballymurphy. Competence with pain, Coherent miseries, a bite and a sup, We hug our little destiny again.

Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life.

'The reason all of this is so horrible,' McVries said, 'is because it's just trivial. You know? We've sold ourselves and traded our souls on trivialities. Olso…