To be born woman is to know - although they do not speak of it at school - women must labor to be beautiful.
William Butler YeatsBut Love has pitched his mansion in the place of excrement. For nothing can be sole or whole that has not been rent.
William Butler YeatsI had still the ambition, formed in Sligo in my teens, of living in imitation of Thoreau on Innisfree, a little island in Lough Gill, and when walking through Fleet Street very homesick I heard a little tinkle of water and saw a fountain in a shop window which balanced a little ball upon its jet, and began to remember lake water. From the sudden remembrance came my poem Innisfree.
William Butler Yeats