The usual dog about the town is much inclined to play the clown.

Yeats was the greatest poet of our times . . . certainly the greatest in this language, and so far as I am able to judge, in any language.

Our difficulties of the moment must always be dealt with somehow, but our permanent difficulties are difficulties of every moment.

That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.

Signs are taken for wonders. / 'We would see a sign!' / The word within a word, unable to speak a word, / Swaddled with darkness.

I gotta use words to talk to you.

music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts.