“If there were only three Irishmen in the world you'd find two of them in a corner talking about the other.”
“There are only three kinds of Irishmen who can't understand women. Young men, old men and men of middle age.”
“There were three of them in the room now, where only two had first come in. Death was in the room with the two of them.”
“My mother buried three husbands...and two of them were only napping.”
“Even if there were only two men left in the world and both of them saints they wouldn't be happy. One them would be bound to try and improve the other. That is the nature of things.”
“It felt as though they were the only people in the world, two young women about to bury the symbol of their helplessness, as if that's all it would take to make them whole again.”