“What images are these
That turn dull-eyed away,
Or shift Time’s filthy load,
Straighten aged knees,
Hesitate or stay?
What heads shake or nod?”
—William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)
“A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish.”
—W.H. (Wystan Hugh)
“And images of self-confusednesses
Which hurt imaginations only see—
And from this nothing seen, tells news of devils,
Which but expressions be of inward evils.”
—Fulke Greville (1554–1628)