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I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone. And because I am of the people, I understand the people. I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire: My heart has been heavy with the grief of mothers; my eyes have been wet with the tears of children; I have yearned with old wistful men, and laughed or cursed with young men. And now I speak, being full of vision.
-"The Rebel" by P. H. Pearse
Let us bury the dead past of dissensions. Let us leave it that each of us,
like I did myself, believed in the correctness of their choice. I concede
that those on the opposite side believed that their decision was the right one too.”
- General Tom Barry, at the unveiling of a memorial to Michael Collins in Cork, 1965
For my children
With whom the craic is always grand.