Brendan Francis Behan

Brendan Francis
Behan
1923
1964

Irish Poet, Short Story Writer, Novelist, and Playwright who wrote in both Irish and English

Author Quotes

Critics are like eunuchs in a harem; they know how it's done, they've seen it done every day, but they're unable to do it themselves.

I saw a notice that said "Drink Canada Dry" and I've just started.

My sins had fallen from me, because I had almost forgotten that there were such things and, when I got over it, my expulsion from religion, it was like being pushed outside a prison and told not to come back.

The sun was in mind to come out but having a look at the weather it was in lost heart and went back again.

Every cripple has his own way of walking.

I saw a sign which said, 'Drink Canada Dry' and I've just started.

Never throw stones at your mother, you'll be sorry for it when she's dead, never throw stones at your mother, throw bricks at your father instead.

The terrorist is the one with the small bomb.

Every man, through fear, mugs his aspirations a dozen times a day.

I say myself no depressed words just depressed minds.

New York is my Lourdes, where I go for spiritual refreshment... a place where you're least likely to be bitten by a wild goat.

There is no such thing as bad publicity except your own obituary.

Failure at a task may be the result of having tackled it at the wrong time.

I was court-martialed in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.

No yesterdays are ever wasted for those who give themselves to today.

They took away our land, our language, and our religion; but they could never harness our tongues. When I came back to Dublin I was court martialed in my absence and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.

Fame is failure disguised as money.

If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.

Once we accept our limits, we go beyond them.

To get enough to eat was regarded as an achievement. To get drunk was a victory.

He might have even forgotten what he'd told me; liars need good memories, but don't often have them, as I know, and everyone else knows from personal experience.

I'm a Communist by day and a Catholic as soon as it gets dark.

One drink is too many for me and a thousand not enough.

What the hell difference does it make, left or right? There were good men lost on both sides.

He was born an Englishman and remained one for years.

Author Picture
First Name
Brendan Francis
Last Name
Behan
Birth Date
1923
Death Date
1964
Bio

Irish Poet, Short Story Writer, Novelist, and Playwright who wrote in both Irish and English