“I cannot love your weeping poets...”

“Ireland is a land of poets and legends, of dreamers and rebels. All of these have music woven through and around them. Tunes for dancing or for weeping, for battle or for love.”

“I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.”

“if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing”

“My friends, tonight we bring you something entirely different. Something special. The poets will rest, the sonnets will be silent, and what words of love there are will not be spoken. Tonight, my friends, and I can hear you out there, sitting alone, like me, in your chairs, your beds, driving down an empty street with no one but me to listen to your weeping; tonight, I'm going to bring you Armageddon.”

“Great courage was required to engage in such an adventure. But George was in love and Freeheart was faithful. And as the most delightful of poets says“What cannot Friendship guided by sweet Love?”