Quotes About Heaney

In off the moors, down through the mist beams, god-cursed Grendel came greedily loping.

I think of Dermot Healy as the heir to Patrick Kavanagh.

In fact, in lyric poetry, truthfulness becomes recognizable as a ring of truth within the medium itself.

The gods do grant immunity, you see, To everybody except the true and the just.

The Heaneys were aristocrats, in the sense that they took for granted a code of behavior that was given and unspoken. Argumentation, persuasion, speech itself, for God's sake, just seemed otiose and superfluous to them.