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.

Quote by William Butler Yeats

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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...

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;...

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to...

You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to...

Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.

Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.

There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.

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...

I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so...

I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so...

Supreme art is a traditional statement of certain heroic and religious truth, passed on from...

Supreme art is a traditional statement of certain heroic and religious truth, passed on from...

We . . . are no petty people. We are of the great stocks of...

We . . . are no petty people. We are of the great stocks of...

Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.

Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.

Irish poets, learn your trade, sing whatever is well made, scorn the sort now growing...

Irish poets, learn your trade, sing whatever is well made, scorn the sort now growing...

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

Cast your mind on other days that we in coming days may be still the...

Cast your mind on other days that we in coming days may be still the...

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 innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time

The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time

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,...

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...

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.

All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.

All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.