Maxioms by William Butler Yeats
One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end.
One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end.
Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world, and shrinks from what Blake calls mathematic form, read more
Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world, and shrinks from what Blake calls mathematic form, from every abstract form, from all that is of the brain only.
The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, read more
The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, and if it take read more
The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, and if it take the second must refuse a heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
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.