Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSMyself I must remake.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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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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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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And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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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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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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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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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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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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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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