Quotes About Irish

I don't hate redheads! The millionaire men - wealthy men - never pick them. Every time I offer them they say no. I could say the most gorgeous redhead in the world and they'll say no, they don't want it. Now if you ask an Irish guy in Ireland, he says 'yes,' because that's indigenous to that country.

I did the same thing as every Irish person who comes to New York. I arrived on a Wednesday, and by Saturday night, I was pulling pints at a pub in the Bronx.

When I was young, I struggled with authorship: with everything the word meant and failed to mean. Irish poetry was heavy with custom. Sometimes at night, when I tried to write, a ghost hand seemed to hold mine. Where could my life, my language fit in?

I think it's best for me to kind of just plough on doing whatever interests me, just following my own whims, because otherwise, I would think, 'Oh well, I have to write something now that really represents my generation or that really represents young Irish people.'

Trash talk? Smack talk? This is an American term that makes me laugh. I simply speak the truth. I'm an Irish man.

I would love to go back to any time in European history, especially in Irish history, to the second or third century, prior to the arrival of Christianity when Paganism flourished. I can always go back there in my imagination, of course. It doesn't cost anything, and it's a form of time travel, I suppose.

Being the U.S. champion is a big deal for me. Knowing that my ancestors built this country, it's kind of like, the Irish were treated badly in this country for a long time, with a lot of tacky Irish stereotypes, so to me, it's kind of like a bragging right.

My mother's family were full-on Irish Catholics - faith in an elaborate old fashioned, highly conservative and madly baroque style. I sort of fell out of the tribe over women's rights and social justice issues when I was just 13 years old.

The Irishman raises his beer and says "sluncha" or "slawn chair" or something like that, obviously a Gaelic toast, and we bellow "sluncha!" and clink glasses and take long, deep, manly, Irish pub drinks.

Well, I did go to Irish dancing lessons as a kid, but I was slapped and never went again.

I have a difficult time doing an Irish accent; even now, it kind of fades slowly into Scottish.

The Irish want to smile, and they want to have fun.

I see the world through Irish eyes, and they are smiling.

I come from the tradition of a big Irish family that loves to sing. I love to perform.

He [Bill Clinton] likes to hearken back to his kind of Irish roots, so I think he'd love to be called First Laddy.

I would love to play a British character one day. My accent wavers between Scottish and Irish very easily, though.

Sometimes the archaism of the language when it's spoken is why we are all in love with the Irish today.

in New Jersey this evening, an Irish band called U2 who were on the cover of Time magazine last week.

But there's this thing in her voice, like what my mom called "doublespeak." Saying one thing and meaning another. Aunt Nora told me it was leftover from English rule. She said, "That's the only good thing to ever come of colonialism, Kevin. The Irish can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you look forward to the trip.

Even when they have nothing, the Irish emit a kind of happiness, a joy.

I remember once doing a gig in Ireland, and there was a woman jumping around and screaming, 'I don't know what this is but I love it!' I thought that was a nice compliment.

If the Kennedys had been barred from entering America after fleeing Ireland during the famine, my grandfather never would have been president.

You're not falling for me, are you, Irish?" -Adam to Gabrielle

For the record, Irish," he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, "I kneel to no one.