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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.

William Butler Yeats

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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Art Fight Ourselves Poet Poetry
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.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
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Emotion Enemy Greatness Ourselves Trouble
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Difference Genius Talent Unity
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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Heart Rose Time
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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Friendship Perspective Stranger Yourself
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.
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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
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
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Joy Labor Obstacle Success
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
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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Battle Courage Darkness Fight Society Soldier Soul
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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Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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Beautiful Myself Old Water
Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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Brief Delight Dreams Kind Love
All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Empty Opinion Soul
Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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Connection Leaves Nature Oneself Root Spiritual Tree
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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