Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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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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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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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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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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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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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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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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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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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
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And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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