Colum McCann
Colum McCann
Colum McCannis an Irish writer of literary fiction. He was born in Dublin, Ireland and now lives in New York. He is a Distinguished Professor of Creative Writing in the Master of Fine Arts program at Hunter College, New York with fellow novelists Peter Carey and Tea Obreht, and has visited many universities and colleges all over the world...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth28 February 1965
CountryIreland
pain people endurance
She likes the people with the endurance to tolerate the drudge, the ones who know that pain is a requirement, not a curse.
men evil people
Goodness was more difficult than evil. Evil men knew that more than good men. That's why they became evil. That's why it stuck with them. Evil was for those who could never reach the truth. It was a mask for stupidity and lack of love. Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter -- it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for.
grace doe world
The world does not turn without moments of grace. Who cares how small.
heart simple long-ago
Long ago, long ago. The simple things come back to us. They rest for a moment by our ribcages then suddenly reach in and twist our hearts a notch backward.
memories always-trying water
There are moments we return to, now and always. Family is like water - it has a memory of what it once filled, always trying to get back to the original stream.
mistake moving pride
Sometimes thinking back on things is a mistake arising out of pride, but I guess you live inside a moment for years, move with it and feel it grow, and it sends out roots until it touches everything in sight.
people matter sentimental
Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter -- it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for.
real thinking doors
I think a good novel can be a doorstop to despair. I also think the real bravery comes with those who prepared to go through that door and look at the world in all its grime and torment, and still find something of value, no matter how small.
thinking goes-on left
There's a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we've left it.
home dark tunnels
The tunnels of our lives connect, coming to daylight at the oddest moments, and then plunge us into the dark again. We return to the lives of those who have gone before us, a perplexing möbius strip until we come home, eventually, to ourselves.
thinking self people
People think they know the mystery of living in your skin. They don't. There's no one who knows except the person who carts it around her own self.
giving long alive
Give life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.
new-york moments landing
She's always thought that one of the beauties of New York is that you can be from anywhere and within moments of landing its yours.
blessed lucky feels
I have the most charmed, most - I feel entirely blessed and lucky that I have the life that I have.