We come bulletproof in Ireland. We're reared tough, and we fight.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Stop at home. Arm for Ireland. Fight for Ireland and no other land.
You are not speaking for yourself, but for Ireland.
I'm Irish and always will be, but America has taught me so much. Maybe it's here in the U.S. that we find a healing, for in the broader melting pot we get to look at some of these self-destructive attributes that we bring to bear upon our own quarrels and begin to solve them in ways other than just splitting apart.
I come from a long line of staunch Irish Catholics.
Above all else, deep in my soul, I'm a tough Irishwoman.
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.
I'm just a loud Irish guy.
The gun is not out of Irish politics.
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.
Let everyone leave all the guns - British guns and Irish guns - outside the door.