And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEvery conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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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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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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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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I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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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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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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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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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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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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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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