Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAn intellectual hate is the worst.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
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The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance – the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
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And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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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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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
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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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Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
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