cor

Chuir tú cor bealaigh ort féin, you went a round-about way. Sin an rud a chuir cor ina chinniúine, that shaped his destiny. Is iomdha cor sa tsaol, life is full of twists and turns. Cor agus lúb, twist and turn. Níor chuir mé cor ann, I told it exactly as it happened. Ta sé marbh agus ní chuirfidh mé cor air, he is dead and I will say only the truth about him. Go cor an fhocail, to the very syllable. Níor chuir sé cor de féin, he did not budge. Chuir mé cor orthu, I turned a corner on them (my pursuers). Sin an scéal gan cor an fhocail a chur ann, that is the exact truth of the matter. Ta cor sa bhainne, the milk is turning sour. Ní tháinig sé ar chor ar bith, he did not come at all.