The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSJoy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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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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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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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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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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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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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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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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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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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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If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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