William Butler Yeats Fire Quotations

Because of that great nobleness of hersThe fire that stirs about her, when she stirs,Burns but more clearly.

I would mould a world of fire and dew.

I went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head.

Where the world ends The mind is made unchanging, for it finds Miracle, ecstasy, the impossible hope, The flagstone under all, the fire of fires, The roots of the world.

My chair was nearest to the fire In every company That talked of love or politics, Ere Time transfigured me.

Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.

Education is not about filling a pail, it's about lighting a fire.

Why should I blame her that she filled my days With misery, or that she would of late Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways, Or hurled the little streets upon the great, Had they but courage equal to desire? What could have made her peaceful with a mind That nobleness made simple as a fire, With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind That is not natural in an age like this Being high and solitary and most stern? Why, what could she have done, being what she is? Was there another Troy for her to burn?

Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.

... What matter, so there is but fire In you, in me?

Processions that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye. What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high, And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern stalks upon higher, Some rogue of the world stole them to patch up a fence or a fire.

What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?