Civilisation is hooped together, brought. Under a rule, under the semblance of peace. By manifold illusion, but Man's life is thought, And he, despite his terror, cannot cease, Ravening through century after century. Ravening, raging and uprooting, that he may come. Into the desolation of reality.
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"Republics, Kingdoms, Soviets, Corporate States, Parliaments, are trash. [...] These men, whether six or six thousand, are the core of Ireland, are Ireland itself."
"No man who deserts his own literature for another's can hope for the highest rank. The cradles of the greatest writers are rocked among the scenes they are to celebrate. Wherever an Irish writer has s…"
"I have been haunted by spirits all my life."
"I am certain that the soul is immortal, and that it passes through many bodies."
"The mystical life is at the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write."
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