Loyalism, or Unionism, or Protestantism, or whatever you want to call it, in Northern Ireland – it operates not as a class system, but a caste system.
SEAMUS HEANEYI’m a firm believer in learning by heart.
More Seamus Heaney Quotes
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You yourself don’t have to be shaken by mortal danger in order to feel your mortality.
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The Heaneys were aristocrats, in the sense that they took for granted a code of behavior that was given and unspoken. Argumentation, persuasion, speech itself, for God’s sake, just seemed otiose and superfluous to them.
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Then as the years went on and my listening became more deliberate, I would climb up on an arm of our big sofa to get my ear closer to the wireless speaker.
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The kinds of truth that art gives us many, many times are small truths. They don’t have the resonance of an encyclical from the Pope stating an eternal truth, but they partake of the quality of eternity. There is a sort of timeless delight in them.
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My experience is that prose usually equals duty – last minute, overdue-deadline stuff or a panic lecture to be written.
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Your temperament is what you write with, but it’s also how you deal with the world.
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I think of Dermot Healy as the heir to Patrick Kavanagh.
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Manifesting that order of poetry where we can at last grow up to that which we stored up as we grew.
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The poet is on the side of undeceiving the world.
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I spend almost every morning with mail.
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At home in Ireland, there’s a habit of avoidance, an ironical attitude towards the authority figure.
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Poetry is what we do to break bread with the dead.
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As writers and readers, as sinners and citizens, our realism and our aesthetic sense make us wary of crediting the positive note.
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The end of art is peace.
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The gift of writing is to be self-forgetful, to get a surge of inner life or inner supply or unexpected sense of empowerment, to be afloat, to be out of yourself.
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