Maxioms by William Butler Yeats
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
All empty sould tend toward extreme opinions.
All empty sould tend toward extreme opinions.
Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world, and shrinks from what Blake calls mathematic form, read more
Art bids us touch and taste and hear and see the world, and shrinks from what Blake calls mathematic form, from every abstract form, from all that is of the brain only.
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and read more
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.
