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I cast my heart into my rhymes, That you, in the dim coming times, May know how my heart went with them After the red-rose-bordered hem.

William Butler Yeats

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In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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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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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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