There Can Be No Perfect

Yes, Ruling By Fooling, Is A Great British Art With Great Irish Fools To Practice On.

The Cause Of Labour Is The Cause Of Ireland, And The Cause Of Ireland Is The Cause Of Labour

Ireland, As Distinct From Her People, Is Nothing To Me; And The Man Who Is Bubbling Over With Love And Enthusiasm For "ireland," And Can Yet Pass Unmoved Through Our Streets And Witness All The Wrong And The Suffering, Shame And Degradation Wrought Upon The People Of Ireland-yea, Wrought By Irishmen Upon Irish Men And Women, Without Burning To End It, Is, In My Opinion, A Fraud And A Liar In His Heart, No Matter How He Loves That Combination Of Chemical Elements He Is Pleased To Call Ireland.

The British Government Has No Right In Ireland, Never Had Any Right In Ireland, And Never Can Have Any Right In Ireland.

Though I Have Usually Posed As A Catholic, I Have Not Done My Duty For 15 Years, And Have Not The Slightest Tincture Of Faith Left.