#ireland

While I was in London it was completely upside-down. I got a whole new life and it was a challenge to keep in touch with my life in Ireland, but it was great fun. Now though, I've been back home since November and gradually all connections with my HP life have been fading. ↗

— Evanna Lynch

#been #challenge #completely #connections #fading

Everything that we inherit, the rain, the skies, the speech, and anybody who works in the English language in Ireland knows that there's the dead ghost of Gaelic in the language we use and listen to and that those things will reflect our Irish identity. ↗

— John McGahern

#dead #english #english language #everything #gaelic

Well I think it has always been a mistake to reduce the peace process in Ireland to a decommissioning process. ↗

— Martin McGuinness

#been #i #i think #ireland #mistake

Sinn Fein is the fastest growing party on the island of Ireland. ↗

— Martin McGuinness

#fein #growing #ireland #island #party

I've only been to Ireland once, and I felt I would wake up with voices in my head, almost like music, and that if I were a songwriter, I would be very inspired. ↗

— Steven Patrick Morrissey

#been #felt #head #i #inspired

One American said that the most interesting thing about Holy Ireland was that its people hate each other in the name of Jesus Christ. And they do! ↗

— Bernadette Devlin

#american #christ #each #hate #holy

I would love to write the story of my upbringing in Ireland. ↗

— Fiona Shaw

#ireland #love #story #upbringing #would

In Ireland, I don't get asked out much. English boys are a lot more flirty. ↗

— Georgia Salpa

#english #get #i #ireland #lot

Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam. ↗

— Thomas Moore

#sorrow #art

THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where, Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship, Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing Heroically lost, heroically found. No matter what disaster occurred She stood in desperate music wound, Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph Where the bales and the baskets lay No common intelligible sound But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#found #girl #hungry #ireland #lost