What did William Butler Yeats mean by: And wisdom is a butterflyAnd not a gloomy bird of prey. William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland Copy
For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Longing, Love, Time, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ An intellectual hate is the worst. Author, September 13, 2023January 2, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Hate, Intellectual, Worst, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Appreciation, Identity, Love, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
What if I bade you leave The cavern of the mind? There’s better exercise In the sunlight and wind. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Exploration, Growth, Nature, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Illusion, Perception, Reality, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
For Death who takes what man would keep, Leaves what man would lose. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Acceptance, Loss, Mortality, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Contribution, Reward, Time, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
Only the dead can be forgiven; But when I think of that my tongue’s a stone. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Death, Forgiveness, Silence, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The extreme limit of wisdom, that’s what the public calls madness. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
