"We are our stories. We tell them to stay alive or keep alive those who only live now in the telling."
"It was as if we were at the heart of a maze. We were overwhelmed by the enormity of the tasks ahead. Mary had given us a bottle of milk and a spoonful of loose tea, and so, unable to decide what to do, we did what all Irish men and women do: we had tea. Suddenly the sun appeared and not for the first or last time we felt it uplifting us and changing everything. It seemed like a holiday."
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Source: Niall Williams, Christine Breen (1989). “O Come Ye Back to Ireland: Our First Year in County Clare”, Soho PressInc
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