It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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Where there is nothing, there is God.
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Literature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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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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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.
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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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All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance – the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
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