“That's right, there's free beer in Irish paradise. Everyone's jealous.”

“Well, basically there are two sorts of opera," said Nanny, who also had the true witch's ability to be confidently expert on the basis of no experience whatsoever. "There's your heavy opera, where basically people sing foreign and it goes like "Oh oh oh, I am dyin', oh I am dyin', oh oh oh, that's what I'm doin'", and there's your light opera, where they sing in foreign and it basically goes "Beer! Beer! Beer! Beer! I like to drink lots of beer!", although sometimes they drink champagne instead. That's basically all of opera, reely.”

“Let me be sinful before everyone, but so that everyone will forgive me, and that is paradise. Am I not in paradise now?”

“Cause I'm Irish, and everyone remembers me.”

“Libraries offer, for free, the wisdom of the ages--and sages--and, simply put, there's something for everyone inside.”

“There's trouble in every house, and some in the street.--Irish Proverb”