Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Myself I must remake.
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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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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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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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I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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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 worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Where there is nothing, there is God.
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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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Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World! You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled. Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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