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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.

William Butler Yeats

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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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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Drink Man Sober Worst
Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
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Conquer Endurance Energy Moral Noble Representation Right Spirit Strong Temptation Trial
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
Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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Earth Existence Feet Ourselves True
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Joy Labor Obstacle Success
The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Beautiful Enemy Innocence Time
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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Body Care Dreams Imagination Light Myself Observation Reason Silence Truth Vision
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
There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hide Perspective World
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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Alone God Guard Mindset Myself Protection Thinking
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Gift Hard Work Heart Privilege
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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Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
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Eyes Love Myself Romance See Wine Yourself
I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
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
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
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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Angel Dance Flame Mountain Ride World Yourself
I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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Beautiful Myself Old Water
The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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Brief Joy Knowledge Time Tragedy
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
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
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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Friendship Perspective Stranger Yourself
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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Answer Awake Myself Night Old Question Right Sick
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst

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