...burying themselves in his arm was more about feeling his love in the confusion, in the difficulty, than it was about having moved past it.

Fill your  mind  with  positive thoughts and  connect  them  to  your  passion ,act accordingly.

Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.

Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother&#39;s womb a fanatic heart.

I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind.

Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?

William Butler Yeats

Quotes by William Butler Yeats

Written By William Butler Yeats

Written By William Butler Yeats

Written By William Butler Yeats

Written By William Butler Yeats

Written By William Butler Yeats

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