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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTake, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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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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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled. Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.
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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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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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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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