And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAnd a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIt is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEcstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAny fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTake, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSHammer your thoughts into unity.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIt seems to me that true love is a discipline.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSWe make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIt is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAll that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThere are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSPeople who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSMan is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThere is another world, but it is in this one.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSOne man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS