Patrick Kavanagh

The position is: the Gaelic language is no longer the native language; it is dead, yet food is being brought to the graveyard.

Natural life, lived naturally as it is lived in the countryside, has none of that progress which is the base of happiness. Men and women in rural communities can be compared to a spring that rises out of a rock and spreads in irregular ever-widening circles. But the general principle is static.