Ireland is a peculiar society in the sense that it was a nineteenth century society up to about 1970 and then it almost bypassed the twentieth century.
Intuition becomes increasingly valuable in the new information society precisely because there is so much data.
Our society finds truth too strong a medicine to digest undiluted. In its purest form, truth is not a polite tap on the shoulder. It is a howling reproach.
Our pluralist society must provide its citizens with the tools to understand religions, their symbols and their practices.
Realizing our society as it is, without theology dogmatically telling us how we should react to it, and being humane toward that society, that is all that we're sure of.
You should be writing for the love of the story, and when it comes time to return to the manuscript, everything else belongs behind a closed door.
In hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
There is a major problem with reliance on placebos, like most vitamins and antioxidants. Everyone gets upset about Big Science, Big Pharma, but they love Big Placebo.
All poetry is an ordered voice, one which tries to tell you about a vision in the un-visionary language of farm, city, and love.
I've got a 1990 Porsche 911. It's just a Carrera, a very simple, straightforward little thing that goes like stink. I love it.
We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other.
I love the fact that so many of my readers are intelligent, exceptional, accomplished people with an open-minded love of diversity.
I'd love to sit down with Barbara Walters. She's always asking people about their personal lives. I'd like to see how she likes it.
Manners are like the shadows of virtues, they are the momentary display of those qualities which our fellow creatures love and respect.
The boy who expects every morning to open into a new world finds that today is like yesterday, but he believes tomorrow will be different.
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
I always start everything with the weather, because the weather is the first thing that I notice when I wake up in the morning.
I could announce one morning that the world was going to blow up in three hours and people would be calling in about my hair!
There we times when everybody in the house has the flu. You're cleaning up vomit and it's 2 in the morning, and you're wishing there was somebody else there to help you.
Do not say, 'It is morning,' and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.
I do read a poem almost every morning. Unless I'm really, really late, I have to get my poem in.
