John Synge, I and Augusta Gregory, thought All that we did, all that we said or sang Must come from contact with the soil, from that Contact everything Antaeus-like grew strong.
William Butler YeatsThat toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain.
William Butler YeatsWe poets would die of loneliness but for women, and we choose our men friends that we may have somebody to talk about women with. Letter to Olivia Shakespeare, 1936
William Butler Yeats