William Butler Yeats

"Hurrah for revolution and more cannon-shot! A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar on foot. Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! The beggars have changed places, but the lash goes on."

"You think it horrible that lust and rage Should dance attention upon my old age; They were not such a plague when I was young; What else have I to spur me into song?"

"Now that my ladder’s gone, I must lie down where all the ladders start In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart."

"The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the 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."

"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; Irelands history in their lineaments trace; Think where mans glory most begins and ends And say my glory was I had such friends."