The Lieutenant of Inishmore
Monday 6th August 2018
Text of the day: “I will plod on, I know, but no sense to it will there be with Thomas gone. No longer will his smiling eyes be there in the back of me head, egging me on, saying, ‘This is for me and for Ireland, Padraic. Remember that,’ as I’d lob a bomb at a pub, or be shooting a builder.” (Padraic in Martin McDonagh’s The Lieutenant of Inishmore)