“Land of Heart's Desire Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood, But joy is wisdom, time an endless song.”
“It's certain that fine women eat A crazy salad with their meat.”
“The night can sweat with terror as before We pieced our thoughts into philosophy, And planned to bring the world under a rule, Who are but weasels fighting in a hole.”
“All men live in sufferingI know as few can know,Whether they take the upper roadOr stay content on the low.”
“That beautiful mild woman for whose sake There's many a one shall find out all heartache On finding that her voice is sweet and low Replied, 'To be born a woman is to know- Although they do not talk of it at school - That we must labor to be beautiful.”
“Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say. Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day; The second best's a gay goodnight and quickly turn away.”
“For those that love the world serve it in action, Grow rich, popular, and full of influence; And should they paint or write still is it action, The struggle of the fly in marmalade.”
“Fair and foul are near of kin And fair needs foul," I cried. "My friends are gone, but that's a truth Nor grave nor bed denied."”
“In dreams begins responsibility.”
“The world being illusive, one must be deluded in some way if one is to triumph in it.”
“Let the new faces play what tricks they willIn the old rooms; night can outbalance day,Our shadows rove the garden gravel still,The living seem more shadowy than they.”
“People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.”
“I went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head.”
“The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night-walkers' song After great cathedral gong.”
“Tis the eternal law,That first in beauty should be first in might.”
“Pale brows, still hands and dim hair,I had a beautiful friendAnd dreamed that the old despairWould end in love in the end.”
“A mouth that has no moisture and no breathBreathless mouths may summon;I hail the superhuman;I call it death-in-life and life-in-death.”
“Much did I rage when young, Being by the world oppressed, But now with flattering tongue It speeds the parting guest.”
“Nor seek, for this is also sooth,To hunger fiercely after truth,Lest all thy toiling only breedsNew dreams, new dreams; there is no truthSaving in thine own heart.”
“He only can create the greatest imaginable beauty who has endured all imaginable pangs, for only when we have seen and foreseen what we dread shall we be rewarded by that dazzling unforeseen wing-footed wanderer.”
“I see a schoolboy when I think of him,With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window.”
“Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun Now I may wither into the truth.”
“If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.”
“The desire that is satisfied is not a great desire, nor has the shoulder used all its might that an unbreakable gate has never strained.”
“Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.”
