When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.
Edna O'BrienAs a member of the Protestant British squirearchy ruling Ireland, he was touchy about his Irish origins. When in later life an enthusiastic Gael commended him as a famous Irishman, he replied "A man can be born in a stable, and yet not be an animal.
Arthur WellesleyTags: irish famous animal stable
Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.
James JoyceIf there were only three Irishmen in the world you'd find two of them in a corner talking about the other.
María Brandán AráozTags: irish
… in these new days and in these new pages a philosophical tradition of the spontaneity of speculation kind has been rekindled on the sacred isle of Éire, regardless of its creative custodian never having been taught how to freely speculate, how to profoundly question, and how to playfully define.
Spontaneity of speculation being synonymous with the philosophical-poetic, the philosophical-poetic with the rural philosopher-poet, and by roundelay the rural philosopher-poet thee with the spontaneity of speculation be.
And by the way of the rural what may we say?
A philosopher-poet of illimitable space we say.
Iohannes Scottus Ériugena the metaphor of old salutes you; salutes your lyrical ear and your skilful strumming of the rippling harp.
(Source: Hearing in the Write, Canto 19, Ivy-muffled)
Tags: poetic irish philosophical ireland lyrical metaphor spontaneity harp tradition creative rural speculation custodian eire
All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead.
Samuel BeckettTags: words dead irish writer beckett samuel
The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother how such a thing was possible. Fuck off, she said.
Samuel BeckettTags: fuck irish writer beckett samuel off
The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad,
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.
Tír gan teanga, tír gan anam. A country without a language is a country without a soul.
Pádraic PearseTags: language irish ireland culture countries nationality
He had been thinking of how landscape moulds a language. It was impossible to imagine these hills giving forth anything but the soft syllables of Irish, just as only certain forms of German could be spoken on the high crags of Europe; or Dutch in the muddy, guttural, phlegmish lowlands.
Alexander McCall SmithTags: language irish landscape german dutch
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