Quotes and anectdotes from the wise to the foolish, and the courageous to the drunk

William Butler Yeats Poet

  • Gender: Male
  • Citizenship: United Kingdom
  • Born: Jun 13, 1865
  • Died: Jan 28, 1939

William Butler Yeats was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th century literature. A pillar of both the Irish and British literary establishments, in his later years he served as an Irish Senator for two terms. Yeats was a driving force behind the Irish Literary Revival and, along with Lady Gregory, Edward Martyn, and others, founded the Abbey Theatre, where he served as its chief during its early years. In 1923 he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature as the first Irishman so honoured for what the Nobel Committee described as "inspired poetry, which in a highly artistic form gives expression to the spirit of a whole nation." Yeats is generally considered one of the few writers who completed their greatest works after being awarded the Nobel Prize; such works include The Tower and The Winding Stair and Other Poems. Yeats was a very good friend of American expatriate poet and Bollingen Prize laureate Ezra Pound. Yeats wrote the introduction for Rabindranath Tagore's Gitanjali, which was published by the India Society.

He was born in Dublin and educated there and in London; he spent his childhood holidays in County Sligo.

Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy. St. Patrick's Day

To be born woman is to know - although they do not speak of it at school - women must labor to be beautiful. women

The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity. best

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

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

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

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. great

People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind. best & imagination

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

Choose your companions from the best Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill. best

Why should we honour those that die upon the field of battle? A man may show as reckless a courage in entering into the abyss of himself. courage & history

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

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober. men

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

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

Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round. dreams

Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all. hope

One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end. anger

Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing. happiness

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise. wisdom

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. romantic & truth

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. dreams

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time. time

In dreams begins responsibility. dreams

Man can embody truth but he cannot know it. truth

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

I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for in truth we have no gift to set a statesman right. truth

The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them on behind, and I am broken by their passing feet. God & great