The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSSometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThere midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSBut I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTalent perceives differences; genius, unity.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSLiterature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSGod guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEverything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSWe make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAnd I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEducation is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIn dreams begin responsibilitiy.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTake, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS