Love is never defeated, and I could add, the history of Ireland proves it.

War should belong to the tragic past, to history: it should find no place on humanity's agenda for the future.

You grew up way too fast now there's nothing to believe and reruns all become our history.

Faced with today's problems and disappointments, many people will try to escape from their responsibility. Escape in selfishness, escape in sexual pleasure, escape in drugs, escape in violence, escape in indifference and cynical attitudes. I propose to you the option of love, which is the opposite of escape.

...early medieval Ireland sounds like a somewhat crazed Wisconsin, in which every dairy farm is an armed camp at perpetual war with its neighbors, and every farmer claims he is a king.

Love is my religion - I could die for it.