The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them on behind, and I am broken by their passing feet.
William Butler Yeats
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- I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
- You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon Ireland's history in their lineaments trace think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.
- The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alone.
- One should not lose one's temper unless one is certain of getting more and more angry to the end.
- The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.