1,059 Quotes by William Butler Yeats

There where the course is, Delight makes all of the one mind, The riders upon the galloping horses, The crowd that closes in behind...

I, too, await The hour of thy great wind of love and hate. When shall the stars be blown about the sky, Like the sparks blown out of a smithy, and die?

Now must we sing and sing the best we can, But first you must be told your character: Convicted cowards all, by kindred slain.

On the grey rock of Cashel I suddenly saw A Sphinx with woman breast and lion paw, A Buddha, hand at rest, Hand lifted up that blest; And right between these two a girl at play That, it may be, had danced her life away...

For such, Being made beautiful overmuch, Consider beauty a sufficient end, Lose natural kindness and maybe The heart-revealing intimacy That chooses right, and never find a friend. r.

I am still of opinion that only two topics can be of the least interest to a serious and studious mood – sex and the dead.

I would that I were an old beggar Rolling a blind pearl eye, For he cannot see my lady Go gallivanting by.

Why should the faithfullest heart most love The bitter sweetness of false faces?

My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.