There is another world, but it is in this one.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTake, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.
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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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The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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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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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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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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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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