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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAnd wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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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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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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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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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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It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.
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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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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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