God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSOne should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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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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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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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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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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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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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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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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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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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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There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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