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 YEATSAll men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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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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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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I have observed dreams and visions very carefully, and am now certain that the imagination has some way of lighting on the truth that the reason has not, and that its commandments, delivered when the body is still and the reason silent, are the most binding we can ever know.
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All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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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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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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