Maxioms by William Butler Yeats
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and read more
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity
We . . . are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of
Burke; we are read more
We . . . are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of
Burke; we are the people of Swift, the people of Emmet, the
people of Parnell. We have created most of the modern literature
of this country. We have created the best of its political
intelligence.
The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time
The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
