It gave me a moment of exquisite satisfaction to find myself moving away from civilisation in this rude canvas canoe of a model that has served primitive races since men first went to sea.
A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see… - John Millington Synge
A week of sweeping fogs has passed over and given me a strange sense of exile and desolation. I walk round the island nearly every day, yet I can see…
- John Millington Synge
No man at all can be living forever and we must be satisfied. - John Millington Synge
No man at all can be living forever and we must be satisfied.
In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their is… - John Millington Synge
In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their is…
The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind. - John Millington Synge
The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind.
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting. - John Millington Synge
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.
When I was writing The Shadow of the Glen I got more aid than any learning could have given me from a chink in the floor of the old Wicklow house whe… - John Millington Synge
When I was writing The Shadow of the Glen I got more aid than any learning could have given me from a chink in the floor of the old Wicklow house whe…
Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple. - John Millington Synge
Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple.
Before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal. - John Millington Synge
Before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal.
A man who is not afraid of the sea will soon be drowned, for he will be going out on a day when he shouldn't. - John Millington Synge
A man who is not afraid of the sea will soon be drowned, for he will be going out on a day when he shouldn't.
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