Beauty has as many meanings as man has moods.

. . . We love fog because it shifts old anomalies into the elements surrounding them. It gives relief from a way of seeing

Beauty has as many meanings as man has moods.

Love will heal What language fails to know

Poetry begins where language starts: in the shadows and accidents of one person’s life.

Poetry is one of the most fugitive arts: it can be assigned to memory, taken and hidden in the mind, smuggled into smoky cabin back rooms, recited there and then conveyed only by speech to another person. It is therefore the most likely to survive colonization.

To be an Irish poet after that 19th century in which there was such a struggle toward the light, I think still will always be in the hearts of the writers of my generation and the generations before and hopefully the generations after.