What did William Butler Yeats mean by: Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round. William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland Copy
+ We only believe in those thoughts which have been conceived not in the brain but in the whole body. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Belief, Body, Thought, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by Author, August 22, 2023January 2, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Acceptance, Detachment, Mortality, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ Farewell – farewell, For I am weary of the weight of time. Author, October 27, 2023January 2, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Farewell, Time, Weariness, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Discipline, Essence, Love, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ In dreams begin responsibilitiy. Author, October 26, 2023January 2, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Beginnings, Dreams, Responsibility, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say? Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Impermanence, Love, Reflection, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Devotion, Emotion, Harmony, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ We are happy when for everything inside us there is a corresponding something outside us. Author, January 15, 2024January 9, 2025, William Butler Yeats, Balance, Connection, Happiness, 0 William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art’s only concern with the real is to abolish it, and to substitute for it a new reality Jean Rousset
One is either judge or accused. The judge sits, the accused stands. Live on your feet. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
