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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.

William Butler Yeats

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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Brief Delight Dreams Kind Love
Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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Action Change Creation Intellectual Love
It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself One Liner True
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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Nature Rose Sweet Time World Yourself
And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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Appearance Bird Deep Wisdom
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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Death Life Preparation Spiritual
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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Beginning Dreams Responsibility
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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Heart Rose Time
We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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Close Key Uncertain
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Art Fight Ourselves Poet Poetry
Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.
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Meaning Poetry Right Word
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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Communication Language People Thinking Wisdom
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.
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Break Course Hard Heart Love
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.
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Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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Fire Light Teaching

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