William Butler Yeats

Ireland
13 Jun 1865 // 28 Jan 1939
Poet

Quotes



What made us dream that he could comb gray hair?
A thought
Of that late death took all my heart for speech.

Some burn damp faggots, others may consume
The entire combustible world in one small room.
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
Essays
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
Essays