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
blessed self common
The blessed spirits must be sought within the self which is common to all
faces knows
What do we know but that we face one another in this place?
beautiful sweet school
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.
christian writing heart
The creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of his own heart, given surnames and Christian names, and sent to walk the earth.
peace water mind
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
dream anxiety
Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams
dance ireland-and-the-irish fiddle
And the merry love the fiddle, and the merry love to dance.
dance sea play
When I play on my fiddle in Dooney Folk dance like a wave on the sea.
true-love believe love-is
True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.
happy-birthday eye my-birthday
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
inspirational life eye
Love comes in at the eye.
heart tired hands
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
uplifting dream spiritual
As I thought of these things, I drew aside the curtains and looked out into the darkness, and it seemed to my troubled fancy that all those little points of light filling the sky were the furnaces of innumerable divine alchemists, who labour continually, turning lead into gold, weariness into ecstasy, bodies into souls, the darkness into God; and at their perfect labour my mortality grew heavy, and I cried out, as so many dreamers and men of letters in our age have cried, for the birth of that elaborate spiritual beauty which could alone uplift souls weighted with so many dreams.
dream retirement flower
but one loses, as one grows older, something of the lightness of one's dreams; one begins to take life up in both hands, and to care more for the fruit than the flower, and that is no great loss perhaps.