Leprechaun Quotes

An enlightened trust in the sovereignty of human reason can be every bit as magical as the exploits of Merlin, and a faith in our capacity for limitless self-improvement just as much a wide-eyed superstition as a faith in leprechauns.

It’s funny because when I got ‘Jarhead’ and ‘Avatar’ and all those movies, ‘Leprechaun’ still to this day airs on BET. I was thinking, ‘Will they just let it go? I finally have a body of work that can speak much better to what I can do than just Leprechaun.

Irish is a leprechaun language.

Perenelle shuddered. “You know I hate leprechauns more than almost anything.

I thought that was the coolest thing in the world, the idea of somebody trying to solve mysteries. I would see conspiracies in everything. I think I believed in leprechauns longer than any of my fellow classmates because I tried to catch them.

Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns,
As I crush so-called Willies, thugs, and rapper-dons.

If you stepped out of the shower and saw a leprechaun standing at the base of your toilet, would you scream, or would you innately understand that he meant you no harm?

Irish is harder to pull off. I know southern people and I really like the midwest, so I can tap into that a little bit. It’s easier to sound angry with southern than it is Irish. Yelling Irish you can sound like an angry Leprechaun. I think me screaming like I am going to kill you in Irish doesn’t work.

Can I ask you a question? You know with vampires and werewolves and goblins and things, is there any mythological creature that doesn’t actually exist?” “Of course,” he replied. “The unicorn and the leprechaun would be would be the two main ones. The Loch Ness Monster isn’t real, either, that’s just someone called Bert.

You show me a truly funny girl who doesn’t have emotional issues, and I’ll introduce you to my stable of unicorn thoroughbreds ridden by leprechaun jockeys.

We cannot, of course, disprove God, just as we can’t disprove Thor, fairies, leprechauns, and the Flying Spaghetti Monster. But, like those other fantasies that we can’t disprove, we can say that God is very, very improbable.

St. Patrick… one of the few saints whose feast day presents the opportunity to get determinedly whacked and make a fool of oneself all under the guise of acting Irish.

I am quite spiritual. I believed in the fairies when I was a child. I still do sort of believe in the fairies. And the leprechauns. But I don’t believe in God.

When I was 14, I almost had a big green leprechaun tattooed on my forearm. Thank God I didn’t – it would have been a nightmare to cover up as an actor. I went with a group of mates and, being Irish, thought a leprechaun would be perfect.

Magic Sandra’s seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold. Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf, But all the magic I have known I’ve had to make myself.

Yelling Irish you can sound like an angry Leprechaun.

Atheists don’t hate fairies, leprechauns, or unicorns because they don’t exist. It is impossible to hate something that doesn’t exist. Atheists – like the painting experts hated the painter – hate God because He does exist.

There is no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

I don’t care what you Yanks say, cheese should not whiz.

I’m always ready for a change. I’m Irish. I’m a leprechaun.

The things I encounter that I call elves or gnomes, it’s just a gloss. I mean, they’re small, and they have the archetype. They’re more like leprechauns, and this maybe raises a racial issue.

I like believing. I believe in all of these Irish myths, like leprechauns. Not the pot of gold, not the Lucky Charms leprechauns. But maybe was there something in the traditional sense? I believe that this stuff came from somewhere other than peoples imaginations.

I was writing songs as a kid about leprechauns and Catwoman and teapots – whatever it is that little girls wanna sing about.

I was writing songs as a kid about leprechauns and Catwoman and teapots – whatever it is that little girls wanna sing about. The first song I wrote was called “Kitten.” It was about a boy named Liam, who I was just crazy about.