Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThere midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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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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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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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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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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All 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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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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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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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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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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