And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIf suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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One 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.
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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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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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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 tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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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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I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
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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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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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