Brendan Behan
The Hostage, a play by Brendan Behan, stands as one of his most cited works among the three notable pieces associated with his name. Listed alongside The Quare Fellow and Borstal Boy in the record of his output, it represents the theatrical dimension of a writing life that moved across several distinct forms.
Behan was born in Dublin on 9 February 1923 and died in the same city on 20 March 1964. An Irish citizen, he was educated at the Dublin Institute of Technology. He worked as a playwright, novelist, poet, journalist, songwriter, and dramaturge, practicing his craft in both the English and Irish languages. That bilingual range placed him in a particular position within Irish writing, able to compose and work across two distinct linguistic traditions.
His notable works include The Quare Fellow and Borstal Boy alongside The Hostage. Each belongs to a different mode of writing: The Hostage and The Quare Fellow are plays, situating Behan firmly within the theatrical world his role as playwright and dramaturge would suggest, while Borstal Boy extends his reach as a novelist and writer into prose. His activity as a journalist and songwriter further broadened the range of forms he employed throughout his career.
Behan's use of both English and Irish as working languages is a concrete and documented feature of his practice as a writer. He was born and died in Dublin, living forty-one years as an Irish citizen before his death on 20 March 1964. The three works — The Hostage, The Quare Fellow, and Borstal Boy — remain the named anchors by which his output is identified in literary and theatrical records, reflecting a career that drew on his education at the Dublin Institute of Technology and his engagement with multiple modes of writing, from the stage to prose to journalism.
Quotes by Brendan Behan
Brendan Behan's insights on:

Everyone in New York knows that he is an important person living among other important persons.

I cannot imagine any crime worse than taking a life, can you? -It’d depend whose life.

Ninety-seven saint days a year wouldn’t affect the theater, but two Yom Kippurs would ruin it.

In a society which really supported marriage the wife would be encouraged to go to the office and make love to her husband on the company’s time and with its blessing.

The English and Americans dislike only some Irish – the same Irish that the Irish themselves detest, Irish writers – the ones that think.




