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What can be explained is not poetry.

William Butler Yeats

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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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Business Head Heart World
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Empty Opinion Soul
It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
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Emotion Enemy Greatness Ourselves Trouble
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Bone Myself Nature Soft Space Stars
Where there is nothing, there is God.
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Belief God One Liner
It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself Perspective
Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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Earth Existence Feet Ourselves True
And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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Gold Silver Sun Time
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Art Change Heart Work
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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Easy Home Invention Journalist Lying Man Stay Vote
Everything in nature is resurrection.
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Nature One Liner World
Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled. Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.
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Nature Rose Sweet Time World Yourself
It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself One Liner True
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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Day Leaves Lying Myself Root Truth Youth

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