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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.

William Butler Yeats

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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
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
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
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
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
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
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
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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Fire Light Teaching
What can be explained is not poetry.
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Explanation One Liner Poetry
All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Empty Opinion Soul
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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King Life Live Slave Sleep Soul Spiritual
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
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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Disappear Love Man
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst

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