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Frank McCourt Quotes

Frank McCourt quotes

Irish Author August 19, 1930 – July 19, 2009

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I appealed to my mother. I told her it wasn't fair the way the whole family was invading my dreams and she said, Arrah, for the love o' God, drink your tea and go to school and stop tormenting us with your dreams. Frank McCourt
Love her as in childhood Through feeble, old and grey. For you’ll never miss a mother’s love Till she’s buried beneath the clay. Frank McCourt
A mother's love is a blessing. No matter where you roam. Keep her while you have her, You'll miss her when she's gone-- Angela's Ashes. Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "It’s lovely to know that the world can’t interfere with the..."
It’s lovely to know that the world can’t interfere with the inside of your head. Frank McCourt
First of all there is always that artistic challenge of creating something. Or the particular experience to take slum life in that period and make something out of it in the form of a book. And then I felt some kind of responsibility to my family. Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "I can't go too much into my domestic life because there are..."
I can't go too much into my domestic life because there are ex-wives ready to do me in. Frank McCourt
The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith. Dad says they were too young to die for anything. Mam says it was disease and starvation and him never having a job. Dad says, Och, Angela, puts on his cap and goes for a long walk Frank McCourt
When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "I felt so happy I could barely stay in my skin"
I felt so happy I could barely stay in my skin Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "Happiness is hard to recall. Its just a glow."
Happiness is hard to recall. Its just a glow. Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "They can afford to smile because they all have teeth so..."
They can afford to smile because they all have teeth so dazzling if they dropped them in the snow they'd be lost forever. Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt quote: "I can't go back. The past won't go away in this family..."
I can't go back. The past won't go away in this family... Frank McCourt
Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks' Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went back because she was lonely. Frank McCourt
You never know when you might come home and find Mam sitting by the fire chatting with a woman and a child, strangers. Always a woman and child. Mam finds them wandering the streets and if they ask, Could you spare a few pennies, miss? her heart breaks. She never has money so she invites them home for tea and a bit of fried bread and if it's a bad night she'll let them sleep by the fire on a pile of rags in the corner. The bread she gives them always means less for us and if we complain she... Frank McCourt
People everywhere brag and whimper about the woes of their early years, but nothing can compare with the Irish version: the poverty; the shiftless loquacious father; the pious defeated mother moaning by the fire; pompous priests; bullying school masters; the English and the terrible things they did to us for eight hundred long years. Above all -- we were wet. Frank McCourt

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