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.
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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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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The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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Literature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
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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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Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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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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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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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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