|Image from Rijo, St Patrick’s Day Coffee Recipes|
If you are lucky enough to be Irish, then you are lucky enough.
May you both live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.
What's the use of being Irish if the world doesn't break your heart?
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
A man is often a bad adviser to himself and a good adviser to another.
Beauty suffers no pain.
The Irish ignore anything they can't drink or punch.
When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.
May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.
The longest road out is the shortest road home.
Remember even if you loose all, keep your good name; for if you loose that you are worthless.
Distant hills look green.
He is bad that will not take advice, but he is a thousand times worse that takes every advice.
Say little but say it well.