W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
To A Poet, Who Would Have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1724/ <br class="br">The Green Helmet and Other Poems (1910)
Propositions, 2
1870 - 1903, The Gentle Art of Making Enemies' (1890)
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939) Irish poet and playwright
To A Poet, Who Would Have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/1724/ <br class="br">The Green Helmet and Other Poems (1910)
G. K. Chesterton book All Things Considered
"Oxford from Without"
All Things Considered (1908)
Context: It is not only possible to say a great deal in praise of play; it is really possible to say the highest things in praise of it. It might reasonably be maintained that the true object of all human life is play. Earth is a task garden; heaven is a playground. To be at last in such secure innocence that one can juggle with the universe and the stars, to be so good that one can treat everything as a joke — that may be, perhaps, the real end and final holiday of human souls.
Will Durant (1885–1981) American historian, philosopher and writer
We Have a Right To Be Happy Today https://web.archive.org/web/20130106111821/http://www.willdurant.com/youth.htm, commencement address at the Webb School of Claremont, California (7 June 1958)
“The lucky man is honored …
But earnest striving wins no praise at all.”
Theognis of Megara (-570–-485 BC) Greek lyric poet active in approximately the sixth century BC
Source: Elegies, Lines 169-170, as translated by Dorothea Wender.
Eduard Hanslick (1825–1904) austrian musician and musicologist
Quoted by Long Beach Opera Co. http://www.longbeachopera.org/index.php4?id=200403
Thomas Nagel (1937) American philosopher
"Subjective and Objective," in Mortal Questions, Cambridge University Press, 1979, p. 196.
“If you get down and you quarrel everyday, you're saying praises to the devil, I say.”
Bob Marley (1945–1981) Jamaican singer, songwriter, musician
“Deemest thou labor
Only is earnest?
Grave is all beauty,
Solemn is joy.”
William Watson (poet) (1858–1935) English poet, born 1858
England my Mother, Part iv, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).