It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSFrom our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Myself I must remake.
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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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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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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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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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I have observed dreams and visions very carefully, and am now certain that the imagination has some way of lighting on the truth that the reason has not, and that its commandments, delivered when the body is still and the reason silent, are the most binding we can ever know.
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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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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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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