Quotes About Enright

Keep hib oud of here. Keep hib oud!

And this would be fine if he lived in any other town, but in Dublin every fool had a novel on the go, so he was, as Hughie Snell liked to endlessly repeat, 'a eunuch in the great harem of Irish literature'.

Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat.