Quotes by : W.B. Yeats

And now he is singing a bard's curse upon you, O brother abbot, and upon your father and your mother,....

O bid me mount and sail up thereAmid the cloudy wrack,For Peg and Meg and Paris' loveThat had so straight....

THAT crazed girl improvising her music.Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,Her soul in division from itselfClimbing,....

The portraits, of more historical than artistic interest, had gone; and tapestry, full of the blue and....

When all is said and done, how do we not know but that our own unreason may be better than another’s....

Jonathan Swift made a soul for the gentlemen of this city by hating his neighbor as himself.

It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight....

Come away, O human child!To the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in hand,For the world's more full....

Does the imagination dwell the most Upon a woman won or a woman lost?

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.