An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick

Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

For to articulate sweet sounds together Is to work harder than all these, and yet Be thought an idler by the noisy set Of bankers, schoolmasters, and clergymen The martyrs call the world.

The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. . . . I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance - the revolt of the soul against the intellect.

The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.

From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged / In rambling talk with an image of air: / Vague memories, nothing but memories.

Love is based on inequality as friendship is on equality.