Once you attempt legislation upon religious grounds, you open the way for every kind of intolerance and religious persecution. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Come near; I would, before my time to go, Sing of old Eire and the ancient ways: Red Rose, proud Rose, sad… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
The world being illusive, one must be deluded in some way if one is to triumph in it. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
All think what other people think; All know the man their neighbor knows. Lord, what would they say Did their Catullus walk… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
My curse on plays That have to be set up in fifty ways, On the day's war with every knave and dolt,… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“Come near, that no more blinded by man's fate, I find under the boughs of love and hate, In all poor foolish… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Let the minor genius go his light way and enjoy his life - the great nature cannot so live, he is never… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
When an immortal passion breathes in mortal clay; Our hearts endure the scourge, the plaited thorns, the way Crowded with bitter faces,… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I have observed dreams and visions very carefully, and am now certain that the imagination has some way of lighting on the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Him who trembles before the flame and the flood, And the winds that blow through the starry ways, Let the starry winds… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
To sit beside the board and drink good wine And watch the turf smoke coiling from the fire And feel content and… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I would have touched it like a child But knew my finger could but have touched Cold stone and water. I grew wild, Even… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's lonely hour… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
That toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I see a schoolboy when I think of him, With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Great literature has always been written in a like spirit, and is, indeed, the Forgiveness of Sin, and when we find it becoming the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
His element is so fine Being sharpened by his death, To drink from the wine-breath While our gross palates drink from the whole wine. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
