May the Lord keep you in His hand and never close His fist too tight.
If God send you down a stony path, may He give you strong shoes.
May the light of Heaven shine on your grave.
Champagne to our real friends, and real pain to our sham friends.
May you be half an hour in Heaven before the devil knows you're dead.
May the lilt of Irish laughter lighten every load. May the mist of Irish magic shorten every road. May you taste the sweetest pleasures that fortune ere bestowed, and may all your friends remember all the favors you are owed.
A great Irish prayer:
Grant me a sense of humor, Lord,
The saving grace to see a joke,
To win some happiness from life,
And pass in on to other folks.
A couple of Irish curses:
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.
May you melt off the earth like snow off the ditch.
How about some Irish proverbs:
A lock is better than suspicion.
Be neither intimate nor distant with the clergy.
Both your friend and your enemy think you will never die.
If you want to be criticized, marry.
You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.
When the drink is inside, the sense is outside.
A funny quote:
Sigmund Freud said, "This is one race of people for whom psychoanalysis is of no use whatsoever."
Happy St. Patrick's day!
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