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.

Quote by William Butler Yeats

Topics: Death Quotes

Those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not...

Those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not...

But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?

But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?

I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.

I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.

Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those...

Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those...

Where, where but here have Pride and Truth, That long to give themselves for wage,...

Where, where but here have Pride and Truth, That long to give themselves for wage,...

You think it horrible that lust and rage Should dance attendance upon my old age;...

You think it horrible that lust and rage Should dance attendance upon my old age;...

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

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

Who can tell the dancer from the dance?

Who can tell the dancer from the dance?

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had...

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had...

The problem with some people is that when they aren't drunk, they're sober.

The problem with some people is that when they aren't drunk, they're sober.

Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We...

Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We...

The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them...

The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them...

Hateful is the power, and pitiable is the life, of those who wish to be...

Hateful is the power, and pitiable is the life, of those who wish to be...

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

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

Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered...

Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered...

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from...

Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from...

The reason that there are so few good books written is that so few people...

The reason that there are so few good books written is that so few people...

Poetry should be common in experience but uncommon in books.

Poetry should be common in experience but uncommon in books.

If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. because...

If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. because...