W. B. Yeats

Quotes from the poetry, plays, and prose of William Butler Yeats.**From our birthday, until we die,
Is but the winking of an eye**

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

She sings as the moon sings:
'I am I, am I;
The greater grows my light
The further that I fly.'
All creation shivers
With that sweet cry.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

Time's bitter flood will rise, / Your beauty perish and be lost / For all eyes but these eyes.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

...I lie
Under a broken tree.
I could recover if I shrieked
My heart's agony
To passing bird, but I am dumb
From human dignity.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

The reeds are dancing by Coolaney lake, / And I would like to dance until the reeds / And the white waves have danced themselves asleep.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

I kiss you and the world begins to fade.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

When my arms wrap you round I press
My heart upon the loveliness
That has long faded from the world;

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you

[Rumi @Rumi_Quote]

Wherever You Are and Whatever You Do, Be in Love.
#Love

[Rumi @Rumi_Quote]

My Soul is my guide.

[Rumi @Rumi_Quote]

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

She sings as the moon sings:
'I am I, am I;
The greater grows my light
The further that I fly.'
All creation shivers
With that sweet cry.

[Rumi @Rumi_Quote]

A soul moon appeared in the path of my heart. How precious is this journey.

[Rumi @Rumi_Quote]

Be a lamp, or a lifeboat or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

It's a long time since I've had a stroke of anything

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

Under Ben Bulben's head
In Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag.

[W. B. Yeats @DailyYeats]

I rise in the dawn, and I kneel and blow
Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow;