Frank McCourt
Frank McCourt
Francis "Frank" McCourtwas an Irish-American teacher and writer. He won a Pulitzer Prize for his book, Angela's Ashes, a tragicomic memoir of the misery and squalor of his childhood...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionEntrepreneur
Date of Birth14 August 1953
CountryIreland
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This is an iconic team in Dodger history. It's not just any other team." ()
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Teenagers have two moods: Horny and Hungry." ()
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I think that the Army, being drafted, was my escape route. I was in the Army for two years, and then I got the G.I. Bill, which enabled me to go to NYU and which enabled me to become a teacher. I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't had the G.I. Bill." ()
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All those smells... and the kids, we were the great unwashed... nobody ever knew what a shower was... We washed maybe from eyebrow to chin, week after week after week. Our crotches were innocent of water." ()
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I was tormented. Fear and trembling. And a sense of doom. A literal belief in hell. Hell for eternity. With devils chasing you for eternity with pitchforks. I trembled. I couldn't go to sleep for fear I might die and wake up in hell. I was in agony." ()
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I'd just go into a room in my memory and just look around and start seeing things that I'd forgotten, like the alphabet on the blackboard in Irish, which we had to chant every day for months and months and months. I remember the Gaelic script and things like that. And this awful, putrid lavatory that we used outside." ()
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I was beginning to think that you could somehow miraculously dig down into your memory and bring back stuff that is stored there." ()
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Something happened to the spirit in the famine, and they retreated into their caverns and into themselves. And they haven't come out." ()
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You know how it is in Hollywood, everybody kisses everybody. It's a handshake in Ireland. And a kind of tentativeness. Except when it's mothers and small children." ()
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After a full belly all is poetry.
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Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went back because she was lonely.
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Sing your song. Dance your dance. Tell your tale.
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The master says it's a glorious thing to die for the Faith and Dad says it's a glorious thing to die for Ireland and I wonder if there's anyone in the world who would like us to live. My brothers are dead and my sister is dead and I wonder if they died for Ireland or the Faith. Dad says they were too young to die for anything. Mam says it was disease and starvation and him never having a job. Dad says, Och, Angela, puts on his cap and goes for a long walk
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I asked my dad what afflicted meant and he said 'Sickness son, and things that don't fit.