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...with A Rush Of Feeling He Felt That This Must Be Happiness. As Soon As The Thought Came To Him, He Fought It Back, Blaming The Whiskey. The Very Idea Was As Dangerous As Presumptive Speech: Happiness Could Not Be Sought Or Worried Into Being, Or Even Fully Grasped; It Should Be Allowed Its Own Slow Pace So That It Passes Unnoticed, If It Ever Comes At All.

I've Never Written Anything That Hasn't Been In My Mind For A Long Time - Seven Or Eight Years.

I Feel I Grew Up In A Different Century Than I Live In. I Think Most Of Them Are Changes For The Good.

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.

I Read All The Time. I Was Reading A Book I Admire Very Much By Alice Mcdermot Called Charming Billy.