"Man has created death...." - Quote by William Butler Yeats

“Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances, Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. . . .”

“Nothing but stillness can remain when hearts are full Of their own sweetness, bodies of their loveliness.”

“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."”

“Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.”

“Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.”

“And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see', Quoth he, 'how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot.”

“Nothing is so much needed as a secure family life for a people seeking to rise out of poverty and backwardness.”

“Human pride is not worthwhile; there is always something lying in wait to take the wind out of it.”

“Heavy, heavy-hearted people grow lighter and rise occasionally to their surface through precisely that which makes others heavier,through hatred and love.”