No object is mysterious. The mystery is your eye.
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.
When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.
- Sheridan Le Fanu Irish Novelist
- James Joyce Irish Novelist
- Laurence Sterne Irish Anglican Novelist
- Brendan Behan Irish Poet
- Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Irish Novelist, Writer
- Edmund Burke Irish Political leader
- Joyce Cary Irish Novelist, Artist
- Samuel Lover Irish Songwriter, Novelist
- Jonathan Swift Irish Satirist
- Oscar Wilde Irish Poet