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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

William Butler Yeats

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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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Contrary Greatness Mystery Past Power Pretend World
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Bone Myself Nature Soft Space Stars
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Difference Genius Talent Unity
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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Eyes Love Myself Romance See Wine Yourself
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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Change Face Love Man Soul Yourself
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Communication Language People Thinking Wisdom
The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Best Intense Passionate Worst
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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Best Logic Mindset People Philosophy Starve
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Gift Hard Work Heart Privilege
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
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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Born Death Eyes Life Short Time Wink
I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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Believe Memories Myself Nature
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
Myself I must remake.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Build Improvement Myself Transformation

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