Patrick Kavanagh
A man is original when he speaks the truth that has always been known to all good men.Collection: Truth
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.Collection: Happiness
Wine and women do not go with song. Alcohol is the worst enemy of the imagination.Collection: Imagination
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.Collection: Poetry
There is nothing as dead and as damned as an important thing. The things that really matter are casual, insignificant little things.
Malice is only another name for mediocrity.
A poet is never one of the people. He is detached, remote, and the life of small-time dances and talk about football would not be for him. He might take part but could not belong.
The position is: the Gaelic language is no longer the native language; it is dead, yet food is being brought to the graveyard.
Letting the facts speak for themselves is an immoral principle when we all know that facts and figures can be selected to prove anything.
The keynote of simple folk is bad manners, familiarity. They intrude on one's private soul.
Life in cities is not a spring but a river, or rather, a water main. It progresses like a novel, artificially.
I want to reveal in a simple way the usual - and unusual - life of the city; the corporation workman, the busmen, policemen, the civil servants, the theatres, Moore Street and also, what occupies so large a place in Dublin's life, the literary and artistic.
In the country places of Ireland, writing is held in certain awe: a writer was a dangerous man from whom they instinctively recoiled.
What appears in newspapers is often new but seldom true.
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.
How strange a thing like that happens to a man. He dabbles in something and does not realise that it is his life.
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.
It might be said that the pose of absolute honesty is the most dishonest one of all.
The exciting quality about Joyce is that when you read him, you are not told of the large public issues that were agitating the minds of politicians and journalists on those days. Joyce is interested in the mind of a man who has put five shillings on a horse.
Undoubtedly, there are a number of well-developed, mainly female, stars helping Miss Taylor to hold the film industry together: Sophia Loren, Anita Ekberg, etc. But such an insistence on cheesecake smells of bankruptcy.
Ay - 'The Green Fool' business, the libel action over the head of it - did me a lot of damage. It destroyed the momentum.
In the dear dead days beyond recall, when I was in my prime as a film critic, the industry was booming. Hollywood, to give them their due, always called it the industry, through quite a few imagined it as an art form and went through several hours regularly at tiresome films in the sacred cause of art.
The second-grade films - where are they? No more are they made, and yet they were by far the best films for holding hands at, and wasn't this always the main purpose of the cinema?
Publicity's a cancer. It eats out a man - till there's nothing but a shell left.
Young writers should keep out of pubs and remember that the cliche way of the artistic life is a lie.
On the stem of memory imaginations blossom.Collection: Memories
We are not alone in our loneliness, others have been here and known griefs we thought our special own.Collection: Loneliness
There is something wrong with a work of art if it can be understood by a policeman.Collection: Art
It often occurs to me that we love most what makes us miserable. In my opinion the damned are damned because they enjoy being damned.Collection: Opinion
I dabbled in verse and it became my lifeCollection: Verses
It is impossible to read the daily press without being diverted from reality. You are full of enthusiasm for the eternal verities - life is worth living, and then out of sinful curiosity you open a newspaper. You are disillusioned and wrecked.Collection: Reality
God cannot catch us. Unless we stay in the unconscious room. Of our hearts.Collection: Faith
A sweeping statement is the only statement worth listening to. The critic without faith gives balanced opinions, usually about second-rate writers.Collection: Giving
Actors are loved because they are unoriginal. Actors stick to their script. The unoriginal man is loved by the mediocrity because this kind of artistic expression is something to which the merest five-eighth can climb.Collection: Men
Macmillan's rejection had left him very downcast... Patrick Swift was invited to peruse the contents and decided that the poems should be published.Collection: Rejection
Publication there [in Nimbus] was to prove a turning point… The publication of his next volume of verse, Come Dance with Kitty Stobling, was to be directly linked to the mini-collection in Nimbus, and his Collected Poems (1964)Collection: Next