I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSTalent perceives differences; genius, unity.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
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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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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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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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What can be explained is not poetry.
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Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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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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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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All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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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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