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11.12.23

“A man awaits his end / Dreading and hoping all; / Many times he died, / Many times rose again.” —W.B. Yeats

‘Tis the season… exams are here. I’m done with judgment enforcement (behold the glorious battle CANs above), I write Wills tomorrow, and Labour and Employment is after that. Then it’s factum time.

What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.

-William Butler Yeats

To a Friend whose Work has come to Nothing

Now all the truth is out, Be secret and take defeat From any brazen throat, For how can you compete, Being honour bred, with one Who, were it proved he lies, Were neither shamed in his own Nor in his neighbours' eyes? Bred to a harder thing Than Triumph, turn away And like a laughing string Whereon mad fingers play Amid a place of stone, Be secret and exult, Because of all things known That is most difficult. 

Wm. Butler Yeats, 1916, Responsibilities and other Poems‍. (source)

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind, run on the top of the dishevelled tide, and dance upon the mountains like a flame.”

— William Butler Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire  (via seathru)