I have nothing more to give you than my heart. Spanish saying Hearts are not to be had as a gift hearts are to be earned.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.

Whatever flames upon the night Man's own resinous heart has fed.

The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.

Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.

Heaven blazing into the head: Tragedy wrought to its uttermost. Though Hamlet rambles and Lear rages And all the drop-scenes drop at once Upon a hundred thousand stages It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce.

But Love has pitched his mansion in the place of excrement. For nothing can be sole or whole that has not been rent.