I always believed that whatever had to be written would somehow get itself written.
SEAMUS HEANEYI came from a farming background, and my career was teaching.
More Seamus Heaney Quotes
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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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Tom Sleigh’s poetry is hard-earned and well founded. I great admire the way it refuses to cut emotional corners and yet achieves a sense of lyric absolution.
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The end of art is peace.
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Without needing to be theoretically instructed, consciousness quickly realizes that it is the site of variously contending discourses.
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What I’ve said before, only half in joke, is that everybody in Ireland is famous. Or, maybe better, say everybody is familiar.
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If you go into an underground train in London – probably anywhere, but chiefly in London – there’s that sense of almost entering a ghostly dimension. People are very still and quiet; they don’t exchange many pleasantries.
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I’m a firm believer in learning by heart.
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The faking of feelings is a sin against the imagination.
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You can have Irish identity in the north and also have your Irish passport.
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It’s difficult to learn poems off by heart that don’t rhyme.
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I suppose you could say my father’s world was Thomas Hardy and my mother’s D.H. Lawrence.
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Eternal life can mean utter reverence for life itself.
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I have begun to think of life as a series of ripples widening out from an original center.
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The amount of sensory material stored up or stored down in the brain’s and the body’s systems is inestimable. It’s like a culture at the bottom of a jar, although it doesn’t grow, I think, or help anything else to grow unless you find a way to reach it and touch it.
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My language and my sensibility are yearning to admit a kind of religious or transcendent dimension. But then there’s the reality: there’s no Heaven, no afterlife of the sort we were promised, and no personal God.
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