I’m very conscious that people dear to me are alive in my imagination – poets in particular.
Category Archive: Irish
We are washed both on coming into the world and on going out of it, and we take no pleasure from the first washing nor any profit from the last.
They say women and music should never be dated.
The poet is on the side of undeceiving the world.
When we hear the word ‘beauty’, we inevitably think that beauty belongs in a special elite realm where only the extraordinary dwells. Yet without realizing it, each day each one of us is visited by beauty. When you actually listen to people, it is surprising how often beauty is mentioned. A world without beauty would be unbearable.
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.
Tenderness is a virtue.
The joyful heart sees and reads the world with a sense of freedom and graciousness.
Could a man live by it, it were not unpleasant employment to be a poet.
To understand the theory which underlies all things is not sufficient. Theory is but the preparation for practice.