I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAll that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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I cast my heart into my rhymes, That you, in the dim coming times, May know how my heart went with them After the red-rose-bordered hem.
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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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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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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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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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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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Where there is nothing, there is God.
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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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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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