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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.

William Butler Yeats

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Drink Man Sober Worst
Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
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Eyes Love Myself Romance See Wine Yourself
I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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Believe Memories Myself Nature
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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Easy Home Invention Journalist Lying Man Stay Vote
Literature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
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Experience Literature Man Personal Ready Vision
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Art Change Heart Work
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Cry Explanation Teaching
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Beautiful Body Dreams End Man Soul Woman
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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Communication Language People Thinking Wisdom
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
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
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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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

King Life Live Slave Sleep Soul Spiritual
And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow

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