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Page 172 - A line will take us hours maybe ; Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought, Our stitching and unstitching has been naught.
Page 152 - The idea of a new art based upon science, in opposition to the art of the old world that was based on imagination, an art that should explain all things and embrace modern life in its entirety, in its endless ramifications...
Page 175 - JE says, a literary movement consists of five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other cordially.
Page 145 - The artist should keep himself free from all creed, from all dogma, from all opinion. As he accepts the opinions of others he loses his talent, all his feelings and his ideas must be his own, for Art is a personal re-thinking of life from end to end, and for this reason the artist is always eccentric."80 Synge is in agreement with Yeats and Moore.
Page 152 - Their friendship has been jarred by inevitable rivalry. 'Degas was painting "Semiramis" when I was painting "Modern Paris,"
Page 306 - I have come into the most impersonal country in the world to preach personality—personal love and personal religion, personal art, personality for all except for God"; and I walked across the greensward afraid to leave the garden, and to heighten my inspiration I looked toward the old apple-tree, remembering that many had striven to draw forth the sword that Wotan had struck into the tree about which Hunding had built his hut. Parnell, like Sigmund, had drawn it forth, but Wotan had allowed Hunding...
Page 205 - A fine tooth comb. To be sent with three barrels of porter in Jimmy Farrell's creel cart on the evening of the coming Fair to Mister Michael James Flaherty. With the best compliments of this season. Margaret Flaherty.
Page 178 - We talked of her whom he had loved always, the passionate ideal of his life, and why this ideal had never become a reality to him as Mathilde had become to Roland. Was it really so? was my pressing question and he answered me: ' " I was very young at the time and was satisfied with . . ." My memory fails me, or perhaps the phrase was never finished. The words I supply "the spirit of sense", are merely conjectural. ' "Yes, I understand, the common mistake of a boy.
Page 181 - Yeats's mind the idea that he has followed ever since, that the Irish people write very well when they are not trying to write that worn-out and defaced idiom which educated people speak and write, and which is known as English. And it is Yeats's belief that those amongst us who refuse to write it are forced back upon artificial speech which they create, and which is often very beautiful; the beauty of Meredith's speech, or Pater's, or Morris's, cannot be denied, but their speech, Yeats would say,...