And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSEverything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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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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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
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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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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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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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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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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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