Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I went further and further back through the centuries to get a sense of perspective but now at least I understand why Irish history evokes such strong passions and emotions.
Sometimes the archaism of the language when it's spoken is why we are all in love with the Irish today.
Love has never failed. It has won every battle. And today and forever more it will go on undefeated. I'm also a very loving person.
Ireland and its people have much to be proud of. Yet every land and its people have moments of shame. Dealing with the failures of our past, as a country, as a Church, or as an individual is never easy. Our struggle to heal the wounds of decades of violence, injury and painful memory in Northern Ireland are more than ample evidence of this.
Ireland and England are like two sisters; I would have them embrace like one brother.
We are bound to lose Ireland in consequence of years of cruelty, stupidity and misgovernment and I would rather lose her as a friend than as a foe.
Being Irish, I always had this love of words.
Even when they have nothing, the Irish emit a kind of happiness, a joy.
Ireland was a place for the renewal of hope and I still see it like that.
Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart.