Emeralds Quote by William Butler Yeats Download Open image “... What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?” — William Butler Yeats ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Emeralds Fire Matter Passion What matters
Whatever fire is burning inside of you, your little secret, listen to that. Add fuel to your little fire. It's yours! — Eva Victor Copy Share Image
This fire, is growing, it's burning, deep inside of me. Focused, driven, certain, the way it's got to be. — Mudvayne 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
I love San Francisco so much. I call it the Emerald City and have been coming here since 1992. I have a few old… — Andy Cohen Copy Share Image
Like other beautiful things in this world, its end (that of a shaft) is to be beautiful; and, in proportion to its beauty, it… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
And beyond the timeless meadows and emerald pastures, the rabbit holes and moss-covered oak and rowan trees and the "slippy sloppy" houses of frogs,… — Susan Branch Copy Share Image
My people have been wearing green glasses on their eyes for so long that most of them think this really is an Emerald City. — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
At last he came to a door, with these words in glowing emeralds: THE END OF THE WORLD He did not hesitate. He opened… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
The bed of flowers Loosens amain, The beauteous snowdrops Droop o'er the plain. The crocus opens Its glowing bud, Like emeralds others, Others, like… — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
The Mask "Put off that mask of burning gold With emerald eyes." "O no, my dear, you make so bold To find if hearts… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
There is this cave In the air behind my body That nobody is going to touch: A cloister, a silence Closing around a blossom… — James Wright Copy Share Image
The field was even greener than my boy's mind had pictured it. In later years, friends of ours visited Ireland and said the grass… — Duke Snider Copy Share Image
Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow. But against… — Lisa Ann Sandell Copy Share Image
