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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSHammer your thoughts into unity.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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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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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.
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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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And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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