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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

William Butler Yeats

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And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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Appearance Bird Deep Wisdom
It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.
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Battle Courage Darkness Fight Society Soldier Soul
The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Beautiful Enemy Innocence Time
I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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Believe Memories Myself Nature
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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Change Face Love Man Soul Yourself
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
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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Friendship Perspective Stranger Yourself
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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Dreams Round Yourself
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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Death Life Preparation Spiritual
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Joy Labor Obstacle Success
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Gift Hard Work Heart Privilege
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
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
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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