All along the untrodden paths of the future, I can see the footprints of an unseen hand.

The cup of Ireland’s misery has been overflowing for centuries and is not yet half full.

We should silence anyone who opposes the right to freedom of speech.

Half the lies our opponents tell about us are untrue.

The only thing to prevent what’s past is to put a stop to it before it happens.

Mr Speaker, I smell a rat; I see him forming in the air and darkening the sky; but I will nip him in the bud.

While I write this letter, I have a pistol in one hand and a sword in the other.

Ireland and England are like two sisters; I would have them embrace like one brother.

All along the untrodden paths of the future, I can see the footprints of an unseen hand.

Why should we put ourselves out of our way to do anything for posterity? For what has posterity ever done for us?

How can I be in two places at once, unless I were a bird?

Every pint bottle should contain a quart.

I answer in the affirmative with an emphatic “No.”

The best way to avoid danger is to meet it plump.