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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIn dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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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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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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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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Where there is nothing, there is God.
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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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Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.
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Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.
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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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