One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun Now I may wither into the truth.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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I cast my heart into my rhymes, That you, in the dim coming times, May know how my heart went with them After the red-rose-bordered hem.
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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
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