Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSSometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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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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The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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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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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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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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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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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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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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