To Fate And The Strange Way That

I Love You. I Don't Know When It Started, Years Ago Or Weeks. But I Know My Heart's Lost To You, And I Wouldn't Have It Another Way. You're What I Want, All There Is Of You.

Dolls Are Like Small Dead People.

Ireland Is A Land Of Poets And Legends, Of Dreamers And Rebels. All Of These Have Music Woven Through And Around Them. Tunes For Dancing Or For Weeping, For Battle Or For Love.

Luck Is Luck ... What We Do With It Determines Whether It's Good Or Bad.

You Mess With One Quinn, You Mess With Them All.