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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.

William Butler Yeats

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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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Dreams Feet Myself Poor
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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Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
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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Book exchange Life Logic Process Writing
Everything in nature is resurrection.
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Nature One Liner World
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Gift Hard Work Heart Privilege
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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Ecstasy Happiness Imperfection Live
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.
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Growth Happiness Philosophy Simplicity Spiritual Virtue
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Education Fire Lightning
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Art Fight Ourselves Poet Poetry
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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Close Key Uncertain
And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Art Change Heart Work

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