So hope for a great sea-change on the far side of revenge. Believe that further shore is reachable from here. Believe in miracles and cures and healing wells.

The end of art is peace.

The gift of writing is to be self-forgetful...

The Ireland I now inhabit is one that these Irish contemporaries have helped to imagine.

Im a firm believer in learning by heart.

If poetry and the arts do anything, they can fortify your inner life, your inwardness.

But even so, none of the news of these world-spasms entered me as terror.