Carolina QuotesNothing relieves Irish despair. The Irishman's complaint lies not with his circumstance, which might be rendered brilliant by labour or luck, but with injustice of existence itself. Death! How could a benevolent Deity gift us with life, only to set such a cruel term upon it? Irish despair knows no remedy. Love fades; fame is fleeting. The only cures are booze and sentiment. That's why the Irish are such noble drunks and glorious poets. No one sings like the Irish or mourns like them. Why? Because they're angels imprisoned in vessels of flesh.
Steven Pressfield Connected to the Carolinas
Source
Zachary Stein, p. 27
- work
- Killing Rommel (2008)
- year
- 2008
- locator
- p. 27
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“Nothing relieves Irish despair. The Irishman's complaint lie…” Steven Pressfield. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-07F348F92A. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/07f348f92a
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