"When you have sweated, toiled, had mad dreams, hopeless nightmares, you find yourself in London's streets, cold and dank in the night air. Think — what have I got for Ireland? Something which she has wanted these past seven hundred years. Will anyone be satisfied at the bargain? Will anyone? I tell you this; early this morning I signed my death warrant. I thought at the time how odd, how ridiculous — a bullet may just as well have done the job five years ago." dopo la firma del trattato anglo-irlandese del 1921.

(Michael Collins, conosciuto anche come Mick, in gaelico Mícheál Ó Coileáin, patriota e politico; Clonakilty, 16 ottobre 1890 – Béal na Bláth, 22 agosto 1922)