Leprechauns Quotes

“Where’s my white out?”
“Chapter ten is missing!”
“Has anyone seen my socks?”
Linda spun around.
Mistress Yvonne gripped her shoulders. “This is a regular occurrence. No need to get involved.”
Faint shouts echoed down the hall. “Leprechauns!”
― Marlene Simonette, Trouble In Bookland

“Be sure to wear green
on March seventeen,
or else Irish leprechauns
pinch your bones clean!”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year

“I heard ‘naked’ and ‘full of hot air.’ I try not to let that be my first impression of anyone.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I am always a perfect gentleman. If you ever want me to not be a perfect gentlemen, you’ll have to ask and not be crying when you do.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Wait," she whispered breathlessly.
"I want us to come together."
"What's wrong with you comin' twice, luv?”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“You don’t believe in leprechauns.
A myth you say they be.
You don’t believe in pots-o-gold,
or four-leaf-clover tea.

You don’t believe the rainbow’s end
alights on treasured finds.
They are illusions meant for fools
you say ‘ave lost their minds.

You don’t believe in whispering
your wishes to the wind,
where on St. Patrick’s holiday
they blow t’wards Ireland.

You don’t believe in magic spells
or longings coming true.
Yet, head-to-toe you dress in green
on Patty’s Day, you do.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Being Bold: Quotes, Poetry, & Motivations for Every Day of the Year

“Murphy didn’t appear to notice my chagrin, but instead pulled up the hem of his long-sleeved tee to wipe at his face. Since he flashed his sculpted abdominals right at me, I grew hot and flushed. I mean, you could see every dip and curve, including the ones on either hip that made a V to lead the eye to the fly of his jeans.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“That’s not Eire. Everyone always thinks that, but we’re not shamrocks and wee men. You should know the difference.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Ah, that’s just sean nós singing and dancing. Something to do around the pub of an evening.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“How would we get corporate sponsorship if we were just a bunch of thugs?”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I love the man,” Megan said as she took a seat, “but honestly he needs to learn when not to agree with me.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“That’s the problem! She doesn’t say anything. She just stares at me like she’s hypnotized, like she thinks I’m a god, but then she runs off squeaking if I try to talk to her.”
“I don’t squeak,” I protested.
“Maybe she’s not looking at you like you’re a god. Maybe she thinks you’re more of a freak,” Fergus mused.
“I’m not a freak.” Murphy jerked his head as if dodging a fly or tossing his hair. “It’s definitely a ‘you’re a god’ look. She practically drools.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I’m an ass,” the voice on the phone said. “A complete and total ass.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“It was a sign of how worried and confused I was that I wasn’t completely distracted by the sight of his powerful thighs flexed in front of me.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Leprechauns are not twee beings dreamed up by the tourist board, but warriors of legend. That name comes from the Celtic god of commerce and war, Lugh. Their mission, their life’s work, is to protect the gold. What better way to hide it than to become a joke, a story nobody takes seriously?”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Jinx, I know you just lost your grandfather, but you straighten out your tone right now or I will smack you one!”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You are never to drive like that,” I told them. “Even if you are ever wealthy enough to own a Jaguar.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“Don’t know what I’m talking about? Don’t know what I’m talking about!” My shout hit notes that normally only Wagnerian sopranos can reach. “You think you’re a freaking leprechaun, but I don’t know what I’m talking about?”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“No, really,” she said. “We get it. Sometimes the guy just makes you crazy, even if you do love him.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You could have agreed to disagree,” Megan argued. “Then you could kiss and make up. That could be fun.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“A country road, a gravel road, is a sign of civilization, sure, but it’s just a farm, an easy conquest. Iron means a stronghold, people who can defend what’s theirs.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“You can’t have it both ways. Either I’m Irish and can talk, or I’m a man and I can’t.”
― Kathy Bryson, Fighting Mad

“I wish the Irish had never invented whiskey," Pat said. Mr. O'Malley smirked, "The Irish didn't invent it. God did. It was his way of keepin' the Irish from takin' over the world.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“Finn stood abruptly. "We need to follow 'em."
"But aren't they followin' us? If we go after them, the five of us will be goin' around in circles.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“He brightened. "Are you Irish then?"
"My last name is McNally. I'm as Irish as Paddy's pig.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“If you want to mimic spoons in a drawer, I promise I won't think anythin' of it."
She realized that curling the same way they'd fit much better. She sighed. "Okay, but I get to be the big spoon. I don't want to accidentally bump into your..."
"Knife?" he supplied.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“Tis the unexpected that makes life interesting.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“She tipped back her glass and finished it.
"Ah, lass. You drink like you're Irish already."
She smirked. "I am Irish already. Always have been.”
― Ashlyn Chase, I Dream of Dragons

“Rainbows would never spring from a crock full of credit cards or computer printouts.”
― Carrie Anne Noble, The Gold-Son

“When we let the light of truth, reason, empathy, and altruism shine enough, the clouds will clear. When our arguments are naturally reflected in pristine thought, like water, we will have the rainbow we seek. This rainbow will not be one that somehow reaches a burning Bifrost of Asgard nor has leprechauns dressed in green. For even if there were leprechauns, they would wear red, not green.”
― L.B. Ó Ceallaigh, The Bifrost and The Ark: Examining the Cult and Religion of New Atheism