Oh, Love is the crooked thing, there is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it, for he will be thinking about love til the stars run away and the shadows eaten the moon...

Quote by William Butler Yeats

Topics: Love Quotes

Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start....

Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start....

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...

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you...

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you...

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...

And say my glory was I had such friends.

And say my glory was I had such friends.

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...

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.

An intellectual hatred is the worst.

An intellectual hatred is the worst.

You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there...

You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there...

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,...

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.'

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall...

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall...

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...

Come swish around, my pretty punk, And keep me dancing still That I may stay...

Come swish around, my pretty punk, And keep me dancing still That I may stay...

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned...

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned...

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...

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The...

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The...

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,...

Writing a poem is discovering

Writing a poem is discovering

Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls.

Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls.