Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSOne 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.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Though leaves are many, the root is 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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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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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.
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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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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The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.
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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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It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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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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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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