I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAnd wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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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Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.
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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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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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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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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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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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The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance – the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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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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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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