Quotes about life
life dream fighting
Life - give me life until the end, That at the very top of being, The battle-spirit shouting in my blood, Out of the reddest hell of the fight I may be snatched and flung Into the everlasting lull, The immortal, incommunicable dream. William Ernest Henley
life years rose
Who but knows How it goes! Life's a last year's Nightingale, Love's a last year's rose. William Ernest Henley
life wind curls
Life is a smoke that curls- Curls in a flickering skein, That winds and whisks and whirls, A figment thin and vain, Into the vast inane. One end for hut and hall. William Ernest Henley
life ocean men
Were I so tall as to reach the pole or grasp the ocean at a span, I must be measured by my soul. The mind is the standard of the man. William Ernest Henley
life running spring
Love, which is lust, is the Lamp in the Tomb. Love, which is lust, is the Call from the Gloom. Love, which is lust, is the Main of Desire. Love, which is lust, is the Centric Fire. So man and woman will keep their trust, Till the very Springs of the Sea run dust. Yea, each with the other will lose and win, Till the very Sides of the Grave fall in. For the strife of Love's the abysmal strife, And the word of Love is the Word of Life. And they that go with the Word unsaid, Though they seem of the living, are damned and dead. William Ernest Henley
life lasts foundation
Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death. William Ernest Henley
life fate punishment
It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. William Ernest Henley
life long may
Once you have sold a customer, make sure he is satisfied with your goods. Stay with him until the goods are used up or worn out. Your product may be of such long life that you will never sell him again, but he will sell you and your product to his friends. William Feather
life wisdom learning
Wisdom is having things right in your life and knowing why. William Stafford
life book reading
A great book should leave you with many experiences, and slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading. William Styron
life moving loss
Our growing ability to eliminate the slow-moving aspects of entertainment and go hopping from one peak to another is not without cost. Stand-up comics, movie-makers and others who earn their living entertaining no longer "waste" time with setups and plot development, lest we reach for the remote and click them off our screen. The result is a loss of subtlety, anticipation and nuance and, in the process, a coarsening of our discourse. William Raspberry
life happiness wisdom
Worry is interest paid on trouble before it comes due. William Ralph Inge
life flower rose
Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower. William C. Bryant
life poetry
What can be explained is not poetry. William Butler Yeats
life morning garden
yet it seems Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind, Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams, But the torn petals strew the garden plot; And there's but common greenness after that. William Butler Yeats
life disappointment long
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens. William Butler Yeats
life tombstone eye
Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by William Butler Yeats
life heart world
The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart. William Butler Yeats
life world chaos
There is another world, but it is in this one. William Butler Yeats
life ambition islands
I had still the ambition, formed in Sligo in my teens, of living in imitation of Thoreau on Innisfree, a little island in Lough Gill, and when walking through Fleet Street very homesick I heard a little tinkle of water and saw a fountain in a shop window which balanced a little ball upon its jet, and began to remember lake water. From the sudden remembrance came my poem Innisfree. William Butler Yeats
life wisdom moon
For wisdom is the property of the dead, A something incompatible with life; and power, Like everything that has the stain of blood, A property of the living; but no stain Can come upon the visage of the moon When it has looked in glory from a cloud. William Butler Yeats
life thoughtful reality
man's life is thought, And he, despite his terror, cannot cease Ravening through century after century, Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he may come Into the desolation of reality.... William Butler Yeats
life men race
Many times man lives and dies Betweeen his two eternities, That of race and that of soul, And ancient Ireland knew it all. Whether man die in his bed Or the rifle knocks him dead William Butler Yeats
life men long
And that enquiring man John Synge comes next, That dying chose the living world for text And never could have rested in the tomb But that, long travelling, he had come Towards nightfall upon certain set apart In a most desolate stony place.... William Butler Yeats
life lost-love fool
Being young you have not known The fool's triumph, nor yet Love lost as soon as won, Nor the best labourer dead And all the sheaves to bind. William Butler Yeats
life pain rain
Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ambitious pains; And rains down life until the basin spills, And mounts more dizzy high the more it rains As though to choose whatever shape it wills.... William Butler Yeats
life men giving
Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span; Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man; Delight becomes death-longing if all longing else be vain. William Butler Yeats
life children laughter
Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is A child's laughter, a woman's kiss. William Butler Yeats
life children men
Give to these children, new from the world, Rest far from men. Is anything better, anything better? Tell us it then.... William Butler Yeats
life men what-matters
A living man is blind and drinks his drop. What matter if the ditches are impure? What matter if I live it all once more? William Butler Yeats
life-changing book writing
Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process. William Butler Yeats
life stars blood
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood. William Butler Yeats
life eye cutting
On limestone quarried near the spot By his command these words are cut: Cast a cold eye On life, on death. Horseman, pass by! William Butler Yeats