William Butler
William Butler
Multi-instrumentalist for the band Arcade Fire who plays bass, synth, guitar, and percussion. He has also worked on movie soundtracks, like the one for Her.
ProfessionGuitarist
Date of Birth6 October 1982
sweet flower rose
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled. Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.
fear men animal
Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
truth war thinking
I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for in truth we have no gift to set a statesman right.
inspirational life friendship
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
hatred intellectual social-justice
An intellectual hatred is the worst.
inspirational wise teamwork
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
dance angel flames
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
love romantic wine
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.
inspirational light shadow
The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alone.
lying night done
All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
dream littles bags
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
party character fighting
Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
joy tragedy periods
The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
wine eye glasses
Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.