“I shall ne'er chase rainbows again, Knowing no pot o' gold awaits at the end. My Irish treasure is not there. For ye, my love, abide with me here.”

“We will continue to chase rainbows unless we recognize that they are rainbows and there is no pot of gold at the end of them.”

“Gratitude is the real treasure God wants us to find, because it isn't the pot of gold but the rainbow that colors our world.”

“As a child I was told and believed that there was a treasure buried beneath every rainbow.I believed it so much that I have been unsuccessfully chasing rainbows most of my life.I wonder why no one ever told me that the rainbow and the treasure were both within me.”

“At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.”

“Now rainbows, as you probably know, are bridges between the worlds. Which is why, whenever you see a rainbow, you can never really tell where it ends. It ends in another world. The rumor that there is a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow was started by trolls in order to lure beings from different dimensions into their own- where they would promptly mug them- thus creating their own pot of gold.”