I always had a superstitious fear of setting up a too well-designed writing place and then finding that the writing had absconded.
Category Archive: Irish
Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.
All that’s bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that’s sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
The Greeks were the first boxers. Pugilism appears to have been one of the earliest distinctions in play and exercise that appeared between the Hellenes and their Asiatic fathers. The unarmed personal encounter was indicative of a sturdier manhood.
Surely the best way to meet the enemy is head on in the field and not wait till they plunder our very homes.
If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.
I feel myself part of something. Not only being part of a community but part of an actual moment and a movement of Irish writing and art. That sense of being part of the whole thing is the deepest joy.
In dreams begins responsibility.
A Leprecaun without a pot of gold is like a rose without perfume, a bird without a wing, or an inside without an outside.