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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.

William Butler Yeats

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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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Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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Brief Joy Knowledge Time Tragedy
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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Dreams Round Yourself
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Difference Genius Talent Unity
We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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Close Key Uncertain
Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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Disappear Love Man
And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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Appearance Bird Deep Wisdom
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Art Change Heart Work
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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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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Appearance Beautiful Day Glow Season Wings
If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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Connection Myself Relatable Tree Yourself
Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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Company Friendship Rest Yourself
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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Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Best Intense Passionate Worst

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