Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSI 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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And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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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.
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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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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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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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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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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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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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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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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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