History says, 'Don't hope on this side of the grave.' Seamus Heaney gravehistoryhope Change image and share on social
I suppose you could say my father's world was Thomas Hardy and my mother's D.H. Lawrence. Seamus Heaney fatherhardylawrence Change image and share on social
The gift of writing is to be self-forgetful, to get a surge of inner life or inner supply or unexpected sense of empowerment, to be afloat, to be out of yourself. Seamus Heaney afloatempowermentforgetful Change image and share on social
I suppose you inevitably fall into habits of expression. Seamus Heaney expressionfallhabit Change image and share on social
I spend almost every morning with mail. Seamus Heaney mailmorningspend Change image and share on social
Even if the last move did not succeed, the inner command says move again. Seamus Heaney commandmovesucceed Change image and share on social
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. Seamus Heaney admitafterlifedimension share on social
Memory has always been fundamental for me. In fact, remembering what I had forgotten is the way most of the poems get started. Seamus Heaney factforgetfundamental Change image and share on social
When I first encountered the name of the city of Stockholm, I little thought that I would ever visit it, never mind end up being welcomed to it as a guest of the Swedish Academy and the Nobel Foundation. Seamus Heaney academycityencounter share on social
I think of Dermot Healy as the heir to Patrick Kavanagh. Seamus Heaney dermothealyheir Change image and share on social
