I say luck is when an opportunity comes along and you're prepared for it.

Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.

To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funny bone.

Above all else, deep in my soul, I'm a tough Irishwoman.

Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.

Be true to your work, your word, and your friend.

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to.

Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see.

There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.

Being Irish, I always had this love of words.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

If you're Irish, it doesn't matter where you go - you'll find family.

Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family.

That's what the holidays are for - for one person to tell the stories and another to dispute them. Isn't that the Irish way?

I come from an Irish Catholic family, and hell-raising is part of the DNA.

If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.

We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English.

I try to be grateful for the abundance of the blessings that I have, for the journey that I'm on and to relish each day as a gift.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

Luck is believing you're lucky.

I was raised in a very old fashioned Ireland where women were reared to be lovely.

You gotta try your luck at least once a day, because you could be going around lucky all day and not even know it.

Our prayers should be for blessings in general, for God knows best what is good for us.

Geographically, Ireland is a medium-sized rural island that is slowly but steadily being consumed by sheep.

Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.

You've got to think lucky. If you fall into a mudhole, check your back pocket - you might have caught a fish.

Being Irish is very much a part of who I am. I take it everywhere with me.

Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.