A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more?- William Butler Yeats

A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more?- William Butler Yeats

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

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

O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.- William Butler Yeats

O heart! O heart! if she’d but turn her head You’d know the folly of being comforted.- William Butler Yeats

Nothing but stillness can remain when hearts are full Of their own sweetness, bodies of their loveliness.- William Butler Yeats

Nothing but stillness can remain when hearts are full Of their own sweetness, bodies of their loveliness.- William Butler Yeats

Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.- William Butler Yeats

Hearts with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To trouble the living stream.- William Butler Yeats

Words alone are certain good.- William Butler Yeats

Words alone are certain good.- William Butler Yeats

It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.- William Butler Yeats

It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.- William Butler Yeats

Homer is my example and his unchristened heart.- William Butler Yeats

Homer is my example and his unchristened heart.- William Butler Yeats

A drunkard is a dead man And all dead men are drunk.- William Butler Yeats

A drunkard is a dead man
And all dead men are drunk.
William Butler Yeats

Shakespearean fish swam the sea, far away from land; Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand.- William Butler Yeats

Shakespearean fish swam the sea, far away from land; Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand.- William Butler Yeats

The Muse is mute when public men Applaud a modern throne.- William Butler Yeats

The Muse is mute when public men Applaud a modern throne.- William Butler Yeats

The problem wiv some blokes is that wen they ain't drunk, they're sober.- William Butler Yeats

The problem wiv some blokes is that wen they ain’t drunk, they’re sober.- William Butler Yeats