Press bravely onward! - not in vainYour generous trust in human kind;The good which bloodshed could not gainYour peaceful zeal shall find.
With all due respect, I have nothing to prove about my worth to anyone.
We have a great sense of togetherness. It is our team spirit that has taken us to this World Cup.
As a kid growing up in the back streets of Dublin I used to pretend I was playing in the World Cup with my mates out on the streets, and now I will be doing it for real.
Sometimes, you need different things in life, you need different challenges that will give you that little boost.
I used to love watching him as a player, so it is a joy to play alongside him. I might take the mickey out of him, but deep down I have so much admiration for him.
I had expected to be playing in the reserves and, all going well, that I might get a chance in the first team towards the end of the season. But it has all happened much faster than I could ever have thought.
For many people my software is something that you install and forget. I like to keep it that way.
I said only one word, brought only one message: Love. Love - nothing else.
According to St. Bonaventure, all the angels in heaven unceasingly call out to her: "Holy, holy, holy Mary, Virgin Mother of God. " They greet her countless times each day with the angelic greeting, "Hail, Mary", while prostrating themselves before her, begging her as a favour to honour them with one of her requests. According to St. Augustine, even St. Michael, though prince of all the heavenly court, is the most eager of all the angels to honour her and lead others to honour her. At all times he awaits the privilege of going at her word to the aid of one of her servants.
I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies - thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.