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"Many of the tales in this book were told me by one Paddy Flynn, a little bright-eyed old man, who lived in a leaky and one-roomed cabin in the village of Ballisodare, which is, he was wont to say, 'the most gentle'- whereby he meant faery - place in the whole county of Sligo. ---The first time I saw him he was cooking mushrooms for himself: the next time he was asleep under a hedge, smiling in his sleep. He was indeed always cheerful, though I could see in his eyes (swift as the eyes of a rabbit, when they peered out of their wrinkled holes) a melancholy which was well-nigh a portion of their joy; the visionary melancholy of purely instinctive natures and of all animals."
The Celtic Twilight Faerie and folklore ~W.B.Yeats " I have desired, like every artist, to create a little world out of the beautiful, pleasant and significant things of this marred and clumsy world, and to show in a vision something of the face of Ireland to any of my own people who would look where I bid them. I have therefore written down accurately and candidly much that I have heard and seen, and, except by way of commentary, nothing that I have merely imagined. I have, however, been at no pains to separate my own beliefs from those of the peasantry, but have rather let my men and women, dhouls and faeries, go their way unoffended or defended by any argument of mine. The things a man has heard and seen are threads of life, and if he pull them carefully from the confused distaff of memory, any who will can weave them into whatever garments of belief please them best. I too have woven my garment like another, but I shall try to keep warm in it, and shall be well content if it do not unbecome me."
The Celtic Twilight Faerie and Folklore ~W.B. Yeats "The dream is a little hidden door in the innermost and most secret recess of the soul, opening into that cosmic night which was psyche long before there was any ego-consciousness, and which will remain psyche no matter how far our ego-consciousness extends. -------in dreams we put on the likeness of that more universal, truer, more eternal man dwelling in the darkness of primordial night. There he is still the whole, and the whole is in him, indistinguishable from nature and bare of all egohood. It is from these all-uniting depths that the dream arises, be it never so....."
C.G. Jung Out of a playful movement of elements whose interrelations are not immediately apparent, patterns arise which an observant and critical intellect can only evaluate afterwards. The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
 In the course of another conversation, he pointed to a rocky knoll in a fiedd not far from his home, and said, "I saw a dog with a white ring around his neck by that hill there, and the oldest men round Galway have seen him too, for he has been here one hundred years or more. He is a dog of the good people, and only appears at certain times of the night."
~ the Fairy-Faith in Celtic Countries W.Y. Evans Wentz After everything Napoleon had said to him, after those furious outbursts-------Baleshev felt certain that from now on not only would Napoleon not want to see him again, he would go out of his way to avoid seeing him, an envoy who had been so badly treated, and more to the point, someone who had witnessed such degrading and intemperate behavior on his part.-----
Napoleon welcomed Balashev with a display of good humor and friendliness. Far from showing any signs of embarrassment of self reproach for his tantrum that morning, he did all he could to put Balashev at ease. It was clear that Napoleon had convinced himself long before this that he was incapable of error and that everything he did was good, not because it conformed with any general concept of right or wrong, but simply because he was the one who did it. The Emperor was in a buoyant mood after his ride through Vilna, where he had been hailed and pursued by cheering crowds. War and Peace ~ Leo Tolstoy He was obviously no longer concerned with the benefits of a peaceful settlement and the discussion of any such possibility; his sole intention was to demonstrate his own righteousness, his own power, and to demonstrate Alexander's wrongness and error.
His opening words had clearly been intended as an indication of his own advantageous position, and his willingness to negotiate despite it. But here he was in full flow, and the more he talked the less capable he became of controlling what he was saying. His whole purpose was now clearly centered on the need to exult himself and insult Alexander, precisely what he had had the least intention of doing at the outset of the interview.--------Napoleon wouldn't go on. He himself was clearly the only person who needed to speak, and on he went with all the volubility and uncontrolled testiness of spoilt people. War and Peace ~Leo Tolstoy |
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