Sean OCasey Quotes (30 Quotes)

Money does not make you happy but it quiets the nerves.

The drama's altar isn't on the stage it is candle-sticked and flowered in the box office. There is the gold, though there be no frankincense or myrrh and the gospel for the day always The Play will Run for a Year. The Dove of Inspiration, of the desire for inspiration, has flown away from it and on it's roof, now, the commonplace crow caws candidly.

The wide wonder of Broadway is disconsolate in the daytime but gaudily glorious at night, with a milling crowd filling sidewalk and roadway, silent, going up, going down, between upstanding banks of brilliant lights, each building braided and embossed with glowing, many-colored bulbs of man-rayed luminance. A glowing valley of the shadow of life. The strolling crowd went slowly by through the kinematically divine thoroughfare of New York.

If church prelates, past or present, had even an inkling of physiology they'd realize that what they term this inner ugliness creates and nourishes the hearing ear, the seeing eye, the active mind, and energetic body of man and woman, in the same way that dirt and dung at the roots give the plant its delicate leaves and the full-blown rose.

Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, great as each may be, their highest comfort given to the sorrowful is a cordial introduction into another's woe. Sorrow's the great community in which all men born of woman are members at one time or another.

Disease an never be conquered, can never be quelled by emotion's willful screaming or faith's symbolic prayer. It can only be conquered by the energy of humanity and the cunning in the mind of man. In the patience of a Curie, in the enlightenment of a Faraday, a Rutherford, a Pasteur, a Nightingale, and all other apostles of light and cleanliness, rather than of a woebegone godliness, we shall find final deliverance from plague, pestilence, and famine.

I ofen looked up at the sky an' assed meself the question - what is the stars, what is the stars.

Laughter is wine for the soul-laughter soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness. the hilarious declaration made by man that life is worth living.

Here, the churches seemed to shrink away into eroding corners. They seem to have ceased to be essential parts of American life. They no longer give life. It is the huge buildings of commerce and trade which now align the people to attention. These in their massive manner of steel and stone say, Come unto me all ye who labor, and we will give you work.

It's only a little cold I have there's nothing derogatory wrong with me.

You cannot put a rope around the neck of an idea you cannot put an idea up against the barrack-square wall and riddle it with bullets you cannot confine it in the strongest prison cell your slaves could ever build.

Work Labour the aspergas me of life the one great sacrament of humanity from which all other things flow --security, leisure, joy, art, literature, even divinity itself.

The hallway of every man's life is paced with pictures; pictures gay and pictures gloomy, all useful, for if we be wise, we can learn from them a richer and braver way to live.

It's my rule never to lose me temper till it would be detrimental to keep it.

Here we have bishops, priests, and deacons, a Censorship Board, vigilant librarians, confraternities and sodalities, Duce Maria, Legions of Mary, Knights of this Christian order and Knights of that one, all surrounding the sinner's free will in an embattled circle.

Wealth often takes away chances from men as well as poverty. There is none to tell the rich to go on striving, for a rich man makes the law that hallows and hollows his own life.

I have found life an enjoyable, enchanting, active, and sometime terrifying experience, and I've enjoyed it completely. A lament in one ear, maybe, but always a song in the other.

What time has been wasted during man's destiny in the struggle to decide what man's next world will be like The keener the effort to find out, the less he knew about the present one he lived in.

All the world's a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed.

There's no reason to bring religion into it. I think we ought to have as great a regard for religion as we can, so as to keep it out of as many things as possible.

With whitened hair, desires failing, strength ebbing out of him, with the sun gone down and with only the serenity and the calm warning of the evening star left to him, he drank to Life, to all it had been, to what it was, to what it would be. Hurrah.

Joyce for all his devotion to his art, terrible in its austerity, was a lad born with a song on one side of him, a dance on the other; two gay guardian angels every human ought to have.

Here, with whitened hair, desires failing, strength ebbing out of him, with the sun gone down and with only the serenity and the calm warning of the evening star left to him, he drank to Life, to all it had been, to what it was, to what it would be.

I am going where life is more like life than it is here.

Laughter is wine for the soul -- laugh soft, or loud and deep, tinged through with seriousness. Comedy and tragedy step through life together, arm in arm... Once we can laugh, we can live.

The military mind is indeed a menace. Old-fashioned futurity that sees only men fighting and dying in smoke and fire hears nothing more civilized than a cannonade scents nothing but the stink of battle-wounds and blood.

No man is so old as to believe he cannot live one more year.

The flame from the angel's sword in the garden of Eden has been catalyzed into the atom bomb God's thunderbolt became blunted, so man's thunderbolt has become the steel star of destruction.

Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

Is America a land of God where saints abide for ever Where golden fields spread fair and broad, where flows the crystal river Certainly not flush with saints, and a good thing, too, for the saints sent buzzing into man's ken now are but poor-mouthed ecclesiastical film stars and clichT-shouting publicity agents. Their little knowledge bringing them nearer to their ignorance, ignorance bringing them nearer to death, but nearness to death no nearer to God.