Daniel O'Connell
Daniel O'Connell
Early nineteenth-century Irish political figure remembered for his work on behalf of Irish Catholic rights and emancipation. He also fought to overturn an 1800 England and Ireland-unifying measure called the Acts of Union.
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPolitician
Date of Birth6 August 1775
CountryIreland
Daniel O'Connell quotes about
There is nothing politically right that is morally wrong.
morally
Nothing is politically right which is morally wrong.
men law trials
How cruel the Penal Laws are which exclude me from a fair trial with men whom I look upon as so much my inferiors...
blood liberty altars
The altar of liberty totters when it is cemented only with blood
enemy crime commit
Whoever commits a crime strengthens his enemy.
ignorance army suffering
There is an utter ignorance of, and indifference to, our sufferings and privations....What care they for us, provided we be submissive, pay the taxes, furnish recruits for the Army and Navy and bless the masters who either despise or oppress or combine both? The apathy that exists respecting Ireland is worse than the national antipathy they bear us.
goes-on certainty
I will go on quietly and slowly, but I will go on firmly, and with a certainty of success.
flower land faults
My days – the blossom of my youth and the flower of my manhood – have been darkened by the dreariness of servitude. In this my native land – in the land of my sires – I am degraded without fault as an alien and an outcast.
men gentleman alternatives
Gentlemen, you may soon have the alternative to live as slaves or die as free men
horse men dukes
The poor old Duke [of Wellington]! What shall I say of him? To be sure he was born in Ireland, but being born in a stable does not make a man a horse.
cheer men soldier
No man was ever a good soldier but the man who goes into the battle determined to conquer, or not to come back from the battle field (cheers). No other principle makes a good soldier.
dream country heart
No person knows better than you do that the domination of England is the sole and blighting curse of this country. It is the incubus that sits on our energies, stops the pulsation of the nation's heart and leaves to Ireland not gay vitality but horrid the convulsions of a troubled dream.