#ear

I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.' ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#beautiful #drifts #heard #i #like

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

— William Butler Yeats

#come #fanatic #great #hatred #heart

How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#away #far #far away #first #first kiss

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought - asleep. When we are weary of the living, we may repair to the dead, who have nothing of peevishness, pride, or design in their conversation. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#asleep #books #conversation #dead #design

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#heart #hid #love #pity #telling

I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#balanced #behind #breath #brought #come

The creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of his own heart, given surnames and Christian names, and sent to walk the earth. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#creations #earth #given #great #great writer

The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#business #ceaseless #head #heart #only

Irish poets, learn your trade, sing whatever is well made, scorn the sort now growing up all out of shape from toe to top. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#growing up #irish #learn #made #now

I was a product of the times, the war, the occupation, the reoccupation, my 4 years in Britain, admiring but at the same time questioning whether they are able to do a better job than we can. ↗

— Lee Kuan Yew

#admiring #better #better job #britain #i