Confessions Of An Irish Rebel

The immigration man read my deportation order, looked at it and handed it back to me. Not only is it the last instalment of a unique and unorthodox autobiography, but of a unique and unorthodox life that was as touched with genius as it was with doom.

Omul de imigrare a citit ordinul meu de deportare, s-a uitat la el si mi l-a inmanat inapoi. Nu numai ca este ultima parte a unei autobiografii unice si neortodoxe, ci si a unei vieti unice si neortodoxe, care a fost la fel de atinsa de geniu pe cat a fost de doam.