William Butler Yeats — "Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. …"
Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart.
Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart.
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"We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry."
"To me all things are made of the conflict of two states of consciousness, beings or persons which die each other's life live each other's death."
"I have seen the future, and it is terrible."
"I have seen the invisible world, and it is more real than the visible."
"Too long a sacrifice / Can make a stone of the heart."
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