William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. A pillar of both the Irish and British literary establishments, in his lat...
The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.” William Butler Yeats
The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.”
I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind. William Butler Yeats
I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind.
An intellectual hatred is the worst. William Butler Yeats
An intellectual hatred is the worst.
There is another world, but it is in this one.” William Butler Yeats
There is another world, but it is in this one.”
I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” William Butler Yeats
I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
For he would be thinking of love till the stars had run away and the shadows eaten the moon.” William Butler Yeats
For he would be thinking of love till the stars had run away and the shadows eaten the moon.”
I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made. William Butler Yeats
I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.” William Butler Yeats
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.”
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth. We are happy when we are growing. William Butler Yeats
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth. We are happy when we are growing.
It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is” William Butler Yeats
It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is”
The creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of his own heart, given surnames and Christian names, and sent to walk the earth.” William Butler Yeats
The creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of his own heart, given surnames and Christian names, and sent to walk the earth.”
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry. William Butler Yeats
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.