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

We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves,...

We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves,...

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...

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...

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...

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all...

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all...

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...

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

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

The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of...

The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of...

I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough...

I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough...

May God be praised for woman That gives up all her mind, A man may...

May God be praised for woman That gives up all her mind, A man may...

But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?

But was there ever dog that praised his fleas?

Why should we honour those that die upon the field of battle? A man may...

Why should we honour those that die upon the field of battle? A man may...

This melancholy London - I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled...

This melancholy London - I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled...

I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for...

I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for...

A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to...

A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to...

Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand...

Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand...

A line will take us hours maybe; Yet if it does not seem a moment's...

A line will take us hours maybe; Yet if it does not seem a moment's...

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.

Old age is - a lot of crossed off names in an address book.

Old age is - a lot of crossed off names in an address book.

Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.

Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.

He would make a lovely corpse.

He would make a lovely corpse.

What's the three words you never want to hear while making love? Honey, I'm home.

What's the three words you never want to hear while making love? Honey, I'm home.