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He was right to fear.Patrick stood in the shadows, possessed by a rage so intense that it took every ounce of his control not to kill the bastard.He'd kissed his woman. Touched her. Held her in his arms.Patrick's fists clenched at his sides. Rage seethed inside him, filling his veins. Building and building until his muscles flexed and burned with the pressure to contain it.He wanted to be discovered. Wanted the excuse to vent his rage.Damn the consequences. After what he'd just witnessed, he'd probably lost what chance he had with her anyway. By Monica Mccarty Shadows Possessed Kissed Woman Fearpatrick

So here's how it went in God's heart: The six or seven or ten of us walked/wheeled in, grazed at a decrepit selection of cookies and lemonade, sat down in the Circle of Trust, and listened to Patrick recount for the thousandth time his depressingly miserable life story-how he had cancer in his balls and they thought he was going to die but he didn't die and now here he is, a full-grown adult in a church basement in the 137th nicest city in America, divorced, addicted to video games, mostly friendless, eking out a meager living by exploiting his cancertastic past, slowly working his way toward a master's degree that will not improve his career prospects, waiting, as we all do, for the sword of Damocles to give him the relief that he escaped lo those many years ago when cancer took both of his nuts but spared what only the most generous soul would call his life.AND YOU TOO MIGHT BE SO LUCKY! By John Green Trust America Lucky Cancer Die

There are these girls who live in Maryland: they're the Patrick Super Fan Club Association of America. They've sent me videotapes of themselves just eating and talking about Hanson, and a loaf of bread that was really moldy by the time it got here. By Patrick Fugit Maryland America Patrick Super Fan

It's too bad you're not gay. Then again, if you were gay, I would never date you. You're a mess."You know, Patrick? If I were gay, I'd want to date you."Of course. By Stephen Chbosky Gay Bad Patrick Date Mess

Patrick shakes his head and we're both on the verge of tears then, like we've finally destroyed each other, finally eaten each other alive. We're never coming back from this; I know it. Both of us have finally gone too far. By Katie Cotugno Patrick Alive Finally Shakes Head

Embarrased and a bit humiliated, that's how I fel, and dissapointed. Patrick and I made so much sense together. We were comfortable, and he had kissed me. I had constructed the entire scenario in my head of how our relationship would grow and progress. I felt stupid for ever thinkig those things. Patrick's heart belonged to someone else. By Ruta Sepetys Embarrased Humiliated Fel Dissapointed Bit

No! Don't ask Patrick about sex." "He's a doctor," Olivia goes on. "He knows how bodies work." God, does he ever know how bodies work. By Leta Blake Work Bodies Patrick Olivia Sex

hey gallagher girl By Ally Carter Hey Girl Gallagher

I have an awful feeling I'm supposed to know, and that this is some kind of treat. I don't think it's my birthday, but perhaps an anniversary. Patrick's death? It would be just like Helen to remember and make it a "special occasion." But I can see from the bare trees out on the street that it's the wrong time of year. Patrick died in the spring. By Emma Healey Treat Awful Feeling Supposed Kind

Yet it was an odd twist of language. Based on the way people usually used the words, Christian was traight and Patrick was gay. But Christian, when he got wasted, was gay if you used the old-fashioned, oh-so-merry definition of the word, while Patrick was straight-edge because he didn't drink to the point of passing out. By Lauren Myracle Patrick Christian Language Odd Twist

Jordan, there isn't a straight woman or gay man alive who wouldn't drop everything to have dinner with you. I've been in this business for all of my life, and I know the difference between people who pretend to like you to get ahead, and people who are actually interested in getting to know you. Patrick wants to get to know you. Preferably naked, but that's up to you." "I can't wait until you're old enough to be senile and start saying these things in public." "I'm very lucky to have such a loving son. By Matthew Haldeman-Time Jordan People Straight Woman Gay

Patrick's entire front torso was covered with gruesome stab wounds. Like he'd been run through again and again with a sharp knife - and it hadn't been an accident."Oh, love," I whispered. "What did you do to yourself?"Hot tears stung my eyes as I began to trace his scars with my fingertips, leaning in to kiss them softly, one by one."Sui Caedere," he said. "I couldn't live without you. By Jess Rothenberg Patrick Wounds Entire Front Torso

I'm going to speak to professor Madoc about this.""OK," said Patrick. Mick seemed disappointed that he wasn't more worried by the prospect."All right, you can get out now.""OK," said Patrick and didn't go. By Belinda Bauer Patrick Madoc This Speak Professor

Patrick White is a strongly individual, richly gifted, original and highly significant writer whose powers are remarkable and whose achievement is large. His art is dense, poetic, and image-ridden. It is always a substantial and genuine thing. At its finest it is one which goes beyond an art of mere appearances to one of mysterious actuality. By William Walsh White Patrick Individual Richly Gifted

The reason that I'm here is that Patrick and I are partners and when crazy stuff comes our way we'll sit down and brainstorm and think around it just like we do when we're thinking about a scene. So, while the masters might not understand my being here, or at least they didn't at first, but they do now because we really are a partnership. If he's on set I'm on set. By Todd Farmer Patrick Scene Reason Partners Crazy

Before Pat could speak, the kid By Jess Walter Pat Speak Kid

Sean pushes up to his feet and stands there. I look at his dirty boots. Now I've offended him, I think. He says, "Other people have never been important to me, Kate Connolly. Puck Connolly." I tip my face up to look at him, finally. The blanket falls off my shoulders, and my hat, too, loosened by the wind. I can't read his expressionhis narrow eyes make it difficult. I say, "And now?" Kendrick reaches to turn up the collar on his jacket. He doesn't smile, but he's not as close to frowning as usual. "Thanks for the cake. By Maggie Stiefvater Sean Connolly Pushes Feet Stands

Will's on the bed on his hands and knees. Patrick pounds into him as he rubs up and down his back over and over. A strange, possessive thought fills him: he's mine now and I have to take good care of him. Patrick By Leta Blake Knees Patrick Bed Hands Pounds

So, how old were you when you discovered St. Patrick?" I teased."Twelve! He was bloody twelve!" Tiffa bellowed from the backseat, making everyone laugh. "When Darcy was born, he was wearing a tiny little bow tie and braces.""Braces?" I giggled."Suspenders," Wilson supplied dryly."He has always been an absolute geek," Tiffa chortled. "That, my dear Blue, is why he's brilliant. And wonderful.""Don't try to be nice to me now, Tiff," Wilson smiled, catching her gaze in his rear view mirror."All right. I won't. Did you know he was going to be a doctor, Blue?""Tiffa!" Wilson moaned. By Amy Harmon Patrick Tiffa Wilson Twelve Blue

Irish as a Paddy's pig. By Eugene O'neill Paddy Irish Pig

Lewis and I played my-God-how-tacky-is-that? with Patrick's collection of objets d'crap, finally coming to the conclusion that only a going-out-of-business sale at a whorehouse could really explain a lot of it. By Rachel Caine Patrick Lewis Played Dcrap Finally

Patrick had asked why people wanted to kill Mr. Sonnier."Because they say he killed people," Bill had answered."But, Dad"," Patrick had asked, "then who is going to kill them for killing him?" (p. 60) By Helen Prejean Patrick Dad Sonnier Bill Asked

Sometimes the other guys teased [Patrick] about having a girl friend, but it didn't seem to bother him. It didn't bother me, either. If those guys couldn't tell the difference between a friend and a girlfriend - well, that made them too dense to be worth worrying about. By Linda Sue Park Patrick Teased Bother Girl Guys

I love you, O'Reilly. When are you going to get that through your thick Aussie skull?"He laughed softly, and she tilted back her head to look up at him wonderingly, "What's so funny?"He put his hands on her shoulders and rubbed the tight muscles of her neck. "Do you realize you've never used my first name?" he said. "It's Patrick, you know."He watched her lips curl into a smile that made his chest ache. "You've always been O'Reilly to me.""Huh," he grunted. "Except when you're mad. Then I become Mister O'Reilly. By Candice Proctor Love Oreilly Aussie Huh Patrick

I think I grew up that night. It might have been Patrick that lost his virginity, but it was me that lost my innocence. By T.a. Webb Night Grew Lost Patrick Virginity

hospital johnny. By Mary Catherine Gebhard Hospital Johnny

Laurence, not sure what to do, remained standing below the steps."And who is this?" Mrs Hamlyn asked.Patrick looked back. "His name is ... Laurence, mistress."Mrs Hamlyn scrutinized the boy before her. "Where does he come from?" she said, finding him scrawny and dirty."He came to America on the same ship we did."Mrs Hamlyn pursed her lips. "He's very ragged. Is he from Ireland too?""England.""But a friend of yours?"Laurence and Patrick looked at each other."Is he?" Mrs Hamlyn asked again.Patrick said, "He saved my life, twice.""Did he? Then he must be a good friend indeed. By Avi Mrs Hamlyn Laurence Remained Steps

Thank you, Patrick - " but she spoke too softly, By Joyce Carol Oates Patrick Softly Spoke

St.Patrick's Day is named for St. Patrick, the first guy to feed Guinness to a snake. By Conan O'brien Day Patrick Guinness Snake Named

Gilly Gilleshpee By Victoria Laurie Gilleshpee Gilly

Aaaand we have a winnerrrrr!" a man shouts into the mic in a singsong carnival voice as I lick the last of Patrick's ice cream from my fingers. "Pick out a prize for the beautiful girl.""For you," Patrick says, kneeling in front of me with a moose in his outstretched hands.I pull the stuffed animal to my chest. "Thank you. I shall love him always. I shall call him Holden Caulfield.""From the book?""Yes, from the book. You were reading it when I saw you my first day here.""You remember that?""It's one of my favorite books," I say."You were totally checking me out.""Patrick! Not in front of Holden Caulfield!" I cover the moose's floppy ears with my hands, hoping neither he nor Patrick sees the red flooding my cheeks. By Sarah Ockler Patrick Aaaand Winnerrrrr Fingers Holden

Will's bent over the bed, taking Patrick's slamming cock, saying, "Everyone says married sex is boring, but this...this is amazing!" Patrick By Leta Blake Bed Taking Cock Boring Amazing

Patrick Hockstetter, a boy who had disappeared in July of 1958, and there were worms crawling in and out of Patrick Hockstetter's cheeks, and that gassy, awful smell was coming from inside of Patrick Hockstetter, and in that dream that was more memory than dream he had looked to one side and had seen two schoolbooks that were fat with moisture and overgrown with green mold: Roads to Everywhere, and Understanding Our America. By Stephen King Patrick Hockstetter Roads America Dream

This is exactly why Patrick and I chose not to have children." he muttered. "So we would never have to have conversations like this. Andy yet ... here I am?""If you could answer the question," I said as politely as I could, "that would be great. I really don't want to have a freaky demon baby, and I can't imagine John wants one, either By Meg Cabot Patrick Children Muttered Chose John

Initially with The Butcher Boy, there was this kid growing up in this strange, weird environment that I remember from when I was a kid. And Patrick's vision was so complete there. By Neil Jordan Boy Butcher Kid Initially Strange

Patrick walked in dressed in an utterly unmentionable bathrobe. I was pretty sure that Disney wouldn't have approved of what their cartoon characters were doing on that dark blue satin background. On the other hand, I was really glad he had on the bathrobe. By Rachel Caine Patrick Bathrobe Walked Dressed Utterly

Apple Mary" appeared in Novak's office at dusk, and spoke in voices "hot and sticky - like a furnace full of marshmallows." What made it work was the tremulous, intimate voice of Pat Novak himself - By John Buntin Mary Novak Apple Appeared Dusk

Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to. By Shane Leslie Irishman Patrick Day Find Make

Feast of Patrick, Bishop of Armagh, Missionary, Patron of Ireland, c.460 The evidence for Christian truth is not exhaustive, but it is sufficient. Too often, Christianity has not been tried and found wantingit has been found wanting, and not tried. By Os Guinness Missionary Patrick Bishop Armagh Patron

Well, it is a hunt for him, isn't it? Hunting, capturing. Power. I watch the telly. I know how these serial killers work.' He tapped his chest. 'Just call me Patrick Jane.' Jacquie looked at him fondly. His eyes were either side of his nose and that was where his similarity to Simon Baker ended. 'No, darling,' she said gently. 'You're mental, please try and remember. He's the Mentalist. By M.j. Trow Hunt Hunting Capturing Power Jane

[St. Patrick] was a terror to any snake that came in his path, whether it was the cold, slimy reptile sliding along the ground or the more dangerous snake that oppresses men through false teachings. And he drove the snakes out of the minds of men, snakes of superstition and brutality and cruelty. By Arthur Brisbane Patrick Path Cold Slimy Teachings

Honey?" she asks. "Don't call me that," I snap. "What? Honey?" she asks. "Yes," I snap again. "What do you want me to call you?" she asks, indignantly. "CEO?" She stifles a giggle. "Oh Christ." "No, really Patrick. What do you want me to call you?" King, I'm thinking. By Bret Easton Ellis Honey Call Snap Ceo Christ

Now I'm just known as McDreamy, I've lost all identity as Patrick Dempsey, I'm now McDreamy. By Patrick Dempsey Mcdreamy Dempsey Patrick Lost Identity

Can you get any better than Patrick Dempsey? I don't think so! By Ellen Pompeo Dempsey Patrick

This is Pat," he says, introducing me to a man who is also drunk. "Because I'm Pat too! We're two Pats! He's a Protestant," he adds in a stagy whisper, "but we've sorted it all out. By Caitlin Moran Pat Introducing Drunk Man Pats

So," said Patrick, "how is my favorite dysfunctional family? Righteously fucked or fucking righteously? By David Dalglish Patrick Family Favorite Dysfunctional Righteously

Hope, Patrick knew, was the exact measure of distancebetween himself and the person who'd come for help. By Jodi Picoult Hope Patrick Knew Exact Measure

I felt sucker-punched. It wasn't God's fault Patrick had been treated worse than dirt, as I'd let myself believe. It was mine. By Lauren Myracle Suckerpunched Felt God Patrick Dirt

The prime minister of Ireland will be celebrating St. Patrick's Day at the White House. So finally the Secret Service agents will have a drinking buddy. By Conan O'brien House Ireland Patrick Day White

St. Patrick's Day is a holy day for Roman Catholics in Ireland to pray and a day for drunk people to vomit with their pants down in New Jersey. By Margot Leitman Day Jersey Patrick Roman Catholics

On this day, millions of people ... throughout the world will gather to commemorate the life of Patrick, patron saint of Ireland. From his days as a slave in Ireland to his work as missionary years later, St. Patrick demonstrated a courage, commitment, and faith that won the hearts and minds of the Irish people. St. Patrick's Day also serves as a time for people of Irish descent from all traditions and religions to honor their native land and shared heritage. Their devotion to family, faith, and community has strengthened our country's character. By George W. Bush Patrick Ireland Millions Irish People

Logan McCade. Paging Logan 'Pantyripper' McCade. Please return to your conference call. By Samanthe Beck Pantyripper Mccade Logan Paging Call

Patrick: America is at war with an Afghan tribe...[?]David: Yeah, it's a, uh, long story. By A.g. Riddle David Yeah Patrick America Afghan

They say there are only two kinds of people on St. Patrick's Day: the Irish, and the people that drive them home. By Conan O'brien Day Irish Patrick Home People

Your brother?" St. Clair points above my bed to the only picture I've hung up. Seany is grinning at the camera and pointing at one of my mother's research turtles,which is lifting its neck and threatening to take away his finger. Mom is doing a study on the lifetime reproductive habits of snapping turtles and visits her brood in the Chattahoochie River several times a month. My brother loves to go with her, while I prefer the safety of our home. Snapping turtles are mean."Yep.That's Sean.""That's a little Irish for a family with tartan bedspreads."I smile. "It's kind of a sore spot. My mom loved the name,but Granddad-my father's father-practically died when he heard it.He was rooting for Malcolm or Ewan or Dougal instead."St. Clair laughs. "How old is he?""Seven.He's in the second grade.""That's a big age difference.""Well,he was either an accident or a last-ditch effort to save a failing marriage.I've never had the nerve to ask which. By Stephanie Perkins Clair Brother Snapping Turtles Mom

You're the best man I've ever met, Patrick Ryan. Thank you for choosing me."I kissed her hard. "I'll always choose you. By Linda Kage Patrick Ryan Met Man Hard

I need you, Pat Peoples; I need you so fucking bad. By Matthew Quick Pat Peoples Bad Fucking

Hey, pal, Matthew whispered. He was the only person who could get away with calling Ronan pal. Matthew Lynch was a bear of a boy, square and solid and earnest. His head was covered with soft, golden curls completely unlike any of his other family members. And in his case, the perfect Lynch teeth were framed by an easy, dimpled smile. He had two brands of smile: the one that was preceded by a shy dip of his chin, a dimple, and then BAM, smile. And the one that teased for a moment before BAM, an infectious laugh. Females of all ages called him adorable. Males of all ages called him buddy. Matthew failed at many more things than either of his older brothers, but unlike Declan or Ronan, he always tried his hardest.Ronan had dreamt one thousand nightmares about something happening to him. By Maggie Stiefvater Matthew Pal Hey Smile Whispered

Hello, Gallagher Girl--Zack By Ally Carter Zack Gallagher Girl

Sir Patrick Rackrent lived and died a monument of old Irish hospitality. By Maria Edgeworth Patrick Rackrent Irish Sir Hospitality

And they're a big crowd. My brother has a friend he says would like to take me to a movie, although I suspect my brother might have paid this guy." "Nah," Patrick said. "Who wouldn't want to take you out? Are you ready for that - to go out, I mean?" "Not yet," she said in a very quiet breath. "It hasn't been very long ... " Just a couple of months, Patrick thought. "And I was with Jake for a long time," Marie added. Six years. Patrick knew exactly how long it had been. They'd dated for two years and then four years ago Patrick was their best man. Two years ago By Robyn Carr Patrick Years Crowd Brother Long

The prime ministrong>ststrong>er of Ireland will be celebrating St. Patrick's Day at the White House. So finally the Secret Service agents will have a drinking buddy. By Conan O'brien House Ststrong Ireland Patrick Day

Patrick would flip The Beatles on mornings after a fight, when we'd bake bread, kneading our troubles into something we could eat. We'd take turns in two-part harmony, working the gluten out, 'fussing and fighting', and as the smell of it baking filled the apartment with the homeliness of 'Penny Lane', we'd be 'ob-la-di-ing' over the sink, one washing, the other drying, hitting hips in three-four time. When we'd slice it open, knife a bit of butter in and take a bite of what had become of the last night's troubles, it was clear 'we'd still need each other, we'd still feed each other, when we're sixty-four'. By Megan Rich Beatles Patrick Fight Bread Kneading

My name's Sean, Jem. I'm Sean. By J.a. Belfield Jem Sean

When I first met Robert Patrick, I died - he is so scary looking - he is a scary looking man. By Katherine Lanasa Patrick Robert Scary Died Man

Ronan and Declan Lynch were undeniably brothers, with the same dark brown hair and sharp nose, but Declan was solid where Ronan was brittle. Declan's wide jaw and smile said Vote for me while Ronan's buzzed head and thin mouth warned that this species was dangerous. By Maggie Stiefvater Ronan Declan Lynch Brothers Nose

hand. Uncle Patrick and Da went out. "They'll have a word with him," Granny said to the woman. "It's the drink," the woman said. "The devil gets into him." Uncle Patrick and Da came back and the woman left with them. "Made him see sense," Uncle Patrick said to Granny when he and my da returned. "One By Mary Pat Kelly Uncle Patrick Hand Woman Granny

We'll call him Maynard McSmollet and he can be from two towns over," said Aidan, snickering. "No one really knew him that well, kept to himself, but he was crashing the party because he could never resist a kegger - or how about Roderick Spoon? Roddy. The Rodster. He was in band and played electric keyboards but got kicked out of several schools for setting small fires. Yeah, that's better. What do you think, Gavriel? By Holly Black Aidan Maynard Snickering Call Mcsmollet

Hello kerplunk, this is my dear friend pitter patter. By Chris Vonada Kerplunk Patter Dear Friend Pitter

What's her name? Claire, what's her name? By Rachel Caine Claire

And I'll tell you another thing, Patrick Michael Thomas Cunnane, if you think you can come and go at all hours as you damn please just because you're going off to college, you'd best get that thick head of yours examined in a hurry. I'll be happy to do it myself, with the skillet I have in my hand, just as soon as I'm done with it.""Yes,ma'am." At the table Patrick say with his shoulders hunched, wincing at this mother's back. "But since you're using it, maybe I could have some more French toast.Nobody makes it like you do.""You won't get around me that way.""Maybe I will."She shot a look over her shoulder that Brian recognized as one only a mother could conjure to wither a child."And maybe I won't," Patrick muttered, then brightened when he saw Brian at the door. "Ma,we've got company. Have a seat,Brian. Had breakfast? My mother makes world-famous French toast.""Witnessess won't save you," Adelia said mildly, but turned to smile at Brian. By Nora Roberts Cunnane Michael Thomas Patrick Brian

Paddy is untall. Paddy hates the term "short" with a passion most folks reserve for the tax man. His distaste for the tax man exceeds known measurement. By Patrick Thomas Paddy Untall Tax Man Short

Unmute it. Stun me with your brilliance." Patrick By Leta Blake Unmute Patrick Stun Brilliance

I think we felt the pressure more at first than this time around. But still you don't want to let anyone down. I never even met Patrick until we had a Christmas party at Ian McKellen's house on the first movie and then I didn't see him again until the premiere. By Rebecca Romijn Felt Pressure Time Patrick Christmas

Ulick Norman Owen. By Agatha Christie Owen Norman Ulick

Just a few questions for you, Mr. Dunne. Or Kenny. Can I call you Kenny? I feel we've become friends in these past few seconds. Can I call you Kenny? By Derek Landy Dunne Kenny Call Questions Feel

Puck Connolly," says the old man. "Don't be looking at him like that." Such a statement is too tantalizing to ignore. "Who is he?" "Lord, that's Sean Kendrick, By Maggie Stiefvater Connolly Puck Man Lord Kendrick

the Devil became desperate to get away. His way was blocked, so he bit a big chunk out of the mountaintop and carried it off in his mouth. Patrick, stunned at the size of the hole in the mountain, hesitated for a moment, and lost his advantage. By the time he looked up, the Devil had gone too far ahead to be caught. Patrick gave up the chase. Up ahead, at Cashel, the Devil stopped for a rest, and he dropped the stone out of his mouth. That stone became the Rock of Cashel, the most famous sight in Ireland. By Frank Delaney Devil Cashel Desperate Mouth Patrick

Dylan Quinn's knickers, By Rick Riordan Quinn Dylan Knickers

He wouldn't know, though, having never worn panties. Not that he'd object if Will decides he wants to see Patrick in them. If it turns Will on, he's up for it. He's up for anything really. In the bedroom anyway. By Leta Blake Panties Worn Patrick Object Decides

Fine." Patrick muttered without confidence. "Anything is better than waiting around here." "Time for a little family reunion." Johnny remarked. At the agreement, the four trekked the rest of the way down the empty alley. As he passed the final building Patrick peered By Brendan Walsh Fine Patrick Time Confidence Muttered

Besides all of this, Patrick and I living together for the first time meant it was the beginning of a life together, that nitty-gritty one where we fight over the way he leaves the spatula on a still-hot burner, or how she always "organizes" his things in illogical piles when they were already in order according to his systems. No matter where in the world, no matter how exotic the locale, they'll still fight over that spatula and those piles. And they'll still notice how other couples, no matter their language, will glare at one another on the sunniest of days, skulking by the ocean that they'd just enjoyed hand-in-hand. By Megan Rich Patrick Matter Organizes Fight Spatula

french kissesfrench frieshimtonight By C.j. Carlyon French Frieshimtonight Kissesfrench

McIntyre hesitated, and for a moment the tall, gray-haired man looked almost boyish. "After all this time ... don't you think you could call me William?"Amy and Dan exchanged glances. As fond as they were of him, they couldn't imagine calling their lawyer by his first name.He saw the hesitation on their faces. "Will?"Amy cleared her throat. Dan fiddled with the new GPS."How about 'Mac'?""Mac," Dan said, trying out the name.Mr. McIntyre looked wistful. "I always wanted to be a Mac. By Jude Watson Amy Mac Dan Hesitated Tall

Irish is a leprechaun language. By Sammy Wilson Irish Language Leprechaun

And Clare, always Clare. By Audrey Niffenegger Clare

Do you have a name I asked?" I asked."Yes." He stared back at me, blinking."What is it?""Clover." He looked away and typed something into the computer. His mouth kept twitching, like he was trying to hold in laughter."Seriously?"He pushed his sleeve up, giving me a view of a blue clover tattooed on his forearm. "I'm half Irish."And half shithead. By Tara Kelly Asked Clover Half Blinking Irish

Abby. She's a pigeon. A demonic pigeon that fucks with my head so bad I can't think straight. Nothing makes sense anymore, Cam. Every rule I've ever made's getting broken one by one. I'm a pussy. No ... worse. I'm Shep. By Jamie Mcguire Abby Cam Pigeon Shep Straight

Do you suppose it's true, that St. Patrick was a parselmouth, and his muggle friends never knew? By Dave Beard Patrick True Parselmouth Knew Suppose

I thought about Patrick, and the fact that even as I had collected my things from his flat, [...] my sadness was never the crippling thing I should have expected. I didn't feel desolete, or overwhelmed, or any of the things you should feel when you split apart a love of several years. I felt quite calm, and a bit sad and perhaps a little guity - both at my part in the split, and the fact that I didn't feel the things I probably should. By Jojo Moyes Patrick Things Feel Fact Flat

Tom. I'd like to By F Scott Fitzgerald Tom

Oh sod me, Sir, not another bloody Paddy. Even a Brummie is better than another Paddy. By Jim Mcgrath Sir Paddy Sod Bloody Brummie

I'll be a son of a bitch," Patrick said.Aidan could barely make his eyes move, forcing them from the papers onto him. "What?""I make a living, even life and death judgments, by reading peoples' body language, their raw reactions to situations. And I'd almos swear you've never seen those documents before.""Well," Aidan said, swallowing hard, calculating what fame and money had cost him. "I'd say you're damn good at your job, because I haven't. By Laura Spinella Patrick Bitch Move Forcing Make

Ye're about as Irish as a plastic paddy By A. Zavarelli Irish Paddy Plastic

You may have caught my heart before but not my name. Lynch Katlan. By Brit Malorie Katlan Caught Heart Lynch

Ya see I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun.You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on! By Everlast Irish Fight Leprechaunyou Wanna Step

Dominic Chocolate!!! By Elle Bright Chocolate Dominic

Kerry Gold Irish butter. By Florian Kammerer Gold Irish Kerry Butter

You. I've spent my life waiting for you.' -Keenan By Melissa Marr Keenan Spent Life Waiting

There is a shortage of hard R. It was the story and the character. He's never played a character like this and so that was the thing that really won him over. The story itself, on the surface - Patrick and I love actors almost in a geeky kind of way. By Todd Farmer Shortage Hard Story Character Patrick