What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEverything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.
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We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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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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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.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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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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Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.
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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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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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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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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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