Good puzzle would be cross Dublin without passing a pub.
For myself, I always write about Dublin, because if I can get to the heart of Dublin I can get to the heart of all the cities of the world. In the particular is contained the universal.
When I die Dublin will be written on my heart.
Madam President, speaking here in Dublin Castle it is impossible to ignore the weight of history, as it was yesterday when you and I laid wreaths at the Garden of Remembrance.
I'm not recognised that much. I'm just a bald man in glasses and there's a rash of them in Dublin. It'd be different if I had a mohican.
I want to give a picture of Dublin so complete that if the city suddenly disappeared from the earth it could be reconstructed out of my book.
Fabulous place, Dublin is. The trouble is, you work hard and in Dublin you play hard as well.
Dublin ... is not only the capital of a nation, but the capital of an idea. The idea of Irishness is not universally beloved. Some people mock it, some hate it, some fear it. On the whole, though, I think it fair to say, the world interprets it chiefly as a particular kind of happiness, a happiness sometimes boozy and violent, but essentially innocent: and this ineradicable spirit of merriment informs the Dublin genius to this day.
Night fell clean and cold in Dublin, and wind moaned beyond my room as if a million pipes played the air.
I go off into Dublin and two days later I'm spotted walking by the Liffey with a whole bunch of new friends.
When's the last time you walked by a pub in Dublin and heard Irish music? When's the last time you ordered a coffee and heard an Irish accent?
I don't think I've actually drunk a beer for 15 years, except a few Guinnesses in Dublin, where it's the law.
When I die, I want to decompose in a barrel of porter and have it served in all the pubs in Dublin. I wonder would they know it was me?
Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.
It's a big con job. We have sold the myth of Dublin as a sexy place incredibly well; because it is a dreary little dump most of the time.
I sure love Ireland. The first trip I ever made was last year when I did this record in Dublin.
I was court-martialled in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
I was happy in Dublin because it is very cosmopolitan.
I came to Ireland 20 years ago as a student, hitch-hiking round for a week and staying in Dublin.
My city. I pondered that phrase, wondered why Barrons felt that way. He never said “our world.” He always said “your world.” But he called Dublin his city. Merely because he'd been in it so long? Or had Barrons, like me, been beguiled by her tawdry grace, fallen for her charm and colorful dualities? I looked around “my” bookstore. That was what I called it. Did we call the things of our heart our own, whether they were or not?
Can it be possible that the painters make John the Baptist a Spaniard in Madrid and an Irishman in Dublin?
But one of the most fantastic things about Ireland and Dublin is that the pubs are like Paris and the cafe culture. And Dublin, in many ways, is a pub culture.
The Good Friday Agreement and the basic rights and entitlements of citizens that are enshrined within it must be defended and actively promoted by London and Dublin.
As a kid growing up in the back streets of Dublin I used to pretend I was playing in the World Cup with my mates out on the streets, and now I will be doing it for real.
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
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