Category: William Butler Yeats

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.

Man can embody truth but he cannot know it.

You know what the Englishman’s idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no God. The truth probably lies somewhere between these two statements.

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.