If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.
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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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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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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 winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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In dreams begins responsibility.
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
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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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Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
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