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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.

William Butler Yeats

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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Empty Opinion Soul
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Destroy Fear Himself Man Understand
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
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Answer Awake Myself Night Old Question Right Sick
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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Best Logic Mindset People Philosophy Starve
When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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Better Call Connection Dance Togetherness
Where there is nothing, there is God.
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Belief God One Liner
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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Appearance Bird Deep Wisdom
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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Appearance Beautiful Day Glow Season Wings
I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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Beautiful Myself Old Water
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
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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Day Leaves Lying Myself Root Truth Youth

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