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I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’

William Butler Yeats

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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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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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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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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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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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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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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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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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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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