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The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.

William Butler Yeats

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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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Dreams Feet Myself Poor
Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
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Children Kiss Laughter Life Woman
If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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Connection Myself Relatable Tree Yourself
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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What can be explained is not poetry.
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Explanation One Liner Poetry
Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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Fire Light Teaching
It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself One Liner True
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Difference Genius Talent Unity
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
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
Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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Build Inspirational Reality Unity Yourself
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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Change Face Love Man Soul Yourself
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
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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Contrary Greatness Mystery Past Power Pretend World
All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Beautiful Body Dreams End Man Soul Woman

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