What is the sound of an eighty-nine-year-old heart breaking? Sebastian Barry More Quotes by Sebastian Barry More Quotes From Sebastian Barry There is such solace in the mere sight of water. It clothes us delicately in its blowing salt and scent, gossamer items that medicate the poor soul Sebastian Barry clothessightwater That is because at the close of the day the ship we sail in is the soul, not the body. Sebastian Barry shipsbodysoul Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy. Sebastian Barry judgementjudgingthinking I am old enough to know that time passing is just a trick, a convenience. Everything is always there, still unfolding, still happening. The past, the present, and the future, in the noggin eternally, like brushes, combs and ribbons in a handbag. Sebastian Barry handbagsribbonspast After all the world is indeed beautiful and if we were any other creature than man we might be continuously happy in it. Sebastian Barry beautifulmenworld I haven't really written my plays and books - I've heard them. The stories are there already, singing in your genes and in your blood. Sebastian Barry playbookblood The world is not full of betrayers, it is full of people with decent motives and a full desire to do right by those who know them and love them. This is a little-known truth, but I think it is a truth nonetheless. Empirically, from all the years of my work, I would attest to that. I know it is a miraculous conclusion, but there it is. We like to make strangers of everyone. We are not wolves, but lambs astonished in the margins of the fields by sunlight and summer. Sebastian Barry summeryearsthinking I thought if I was going to live a life in this land I was accidentally born on, I must people it; I must have a history. . .. I'm looking for these people inside me, wherever they may be; that is my form of research. Sebastian Barry landresearchpeople Fred Astaire. Not a handsome man. He said himself he couldn't sing. He was balding his whole life. He danced like a cheetah runs with the grace of the first creation. I mean, that first week. On one of those days God created Fred Astaire. Saturday maybe, since that was the day for the pictures. When you s Fred you felt better about everything. He was a cure. He was bottled in the films and all around the earth, from Castlebar to Cairo, he healed the halt and the blind. That's the gospel truth. St. Fred. Fred the Redeemer. Sebastian Barry runningmenmean The human animal began as a mere wriggling thing in the ancient seas, struggling out onto land with many regrets. That is what brings us so full of longing to the sea. Sebastian Barry regretstruggleanimal It is always worth itemising happiness, there is so much of the other thing in a life, you had better put down the markers for happiness while you can. Sebastian Barry markers I rose and moved towards him. You would have done the same yourself. It is an ancient matter. Something propels you towards sudden grief, or perhaps also sometimes repels. You move away. I moved towards it, I couldn't help it. Sebastian Barry griefrosemoving It had been a war of kingly poisons, in the air, in the memory, in the blood. Sebastian Barry airmemorieswar For I did not want him to see, or to question me, for here contains already secrets, and my secrets are my fortune and my sanity. Sebastian Barry sanitysecretwant It is funny, but it strikes me that a person without anecdotes that they nurse while they live, and that survive them, are more likely to be utterly lost not only to history but the family following them. Of course this is the fate of most souls, reducing entire lives, no matter how vivid and wonderful, to those sad black names on withering family trees, with half a date dangling after and a question mark. Sebastian Barry fatenamesnurse It is very difficult to be a hero without an audience, although, in a sense, we are each the hero of a peculiar, half-ruined film called our life. Sebastian Barry peculiarhalfhero And whatever my life had been up to that day, it was another life after that. And that is the gospel truth. Sebastian Barry another-life He loved telling stories. He had been everywhere in the world. The northwest frontier, the landscape of the Hindu Kush, was one of the great landscapes of my childhood because he used to evoke it with his stories. He taught me the sequence of ranks in the British army when I was about eight. I was in the bed with him while he told me everything about his life - except, probably, the real things, because of course you couldn't go there. Sebastian Barry eightarmyreal Because faithfulness is not a human question, but a divine one. Sebastian Barry faithfulnesshumansdivine A beard on a man is only a way of hiding something, his face of course, but also the inner matters, like a hedge around a secret garden, or a cover over a bird cage. Sebastian Barry hiding-somethinggardenmen
