Patrick Kavanagh
Patrick Kavanagh
Patrick Kavanaghwas an Irish poet and novelist. His best-known works include the novel Tarry Flynn, and the poems "On Raglan Road" and "The Great Hunger". He is known for his accounts of Irish life through reference to the everyday and commonplace...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth21 October 1904
CountryIreland
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Poetry is not Irish or any other nationality; and when writers such as Messrs. Clarke, Farren and the late F. R. Higgins pursue Irishness as a poetic end, they are merely exploiting incidental local colour.
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In its truest manifestation, where it gives judgments, poetry is super-luxury. It would be interesting to see what would happen to a High Court judge if he were forced to follow the true poetic formula, doing the job for love, being forced into pubs for relief.
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Young writers should keep out of pubs and remember that the cliche way of the artistic life is a lie.
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Yeats, protected to some extent by the Nationalistic movement, wrote out of a somewhat protected world, and so his work does not touch life deeply.
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There is nothing as dead and as damned as an important thing. The things that really matter are casual, insignificant little things.
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The position is: the Gaelic language is no longer the native language; it is dead, yet food is being brought to the graveyard.
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Publicity's a cancer. It eats out a man - till there's nothing but a shell left.
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Life in cities is not a spring but a river, or rather, a water main. It progresses like a novel, artificially.
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Letting the facts speak for themselves is an immoral principle when we all know that facts and figures can be selected to prove anything.
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How strange a thing like that happens to a man. He dabbles in something and does not realise that it is his life.
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Ay - 'The Green Fool' business, the libel action over the head of it - did me a lot of damage. It destroyed the momentum.
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Natural life, lived naturally as it is lived in the countryside, has none of that progress which is the base of happiness. Men and women in rural communities can be compared to a spring that rises out of a rock and spreads in irregular ever-widening circles. But the general principle is static.
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In the country places of Ireland, writing is held in certain awe: a writer was a dangerous man from whom they instinctively recoiled.
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Wine and women do not go with song. Alcohol is the worst enemy of the imagination.