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
book men thinking
You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon; Ireland's history in their lineaments trace; think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.
eye wind hair
The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round, Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound, Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam, Our arms are waving, our lips are apart....
animal dying
We are fastened to a dying animal.
mother heart wind
O heart the winds have shaken, the unappeasable host Is comelier than candles at Mother Mary's feet.
children heart eye
The Danaan children laugh, in cradles of wrought gold, And clap their hands together, and half close their eyes, For they will ride the North when the ger-eagle flies, With heavy whitening wings, and a heart fallen cold....
roger killing gallows
I say that Roger Casement Did what he had to do, He died upon the gallows But that is nothing new.
character coward firsts
Now must we sing and sing the best we can, But first you must be told your character: Convicted cowards all, by kindred slain.
dream reality world
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
beauty beautiful kindness
For such, Being made beautiful overmuch, Consider beauty a sufficient end, Lose natural kindness and maybe The heart-revealing intimacy That chooses right, and never find a friend. r
heart speech my-heart
A thought Of that late death took all my heart for speech.
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.
heart turns folly
O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.
philosophy fighting babe
Englishmen are babes in philosophy and so prefer faction-fighting to the labor of its unfamiliar thought.
heart night men
Whatever flames upon the night Man's own resinous heart has fed.