The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThough leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun Now I may wither into the truth.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
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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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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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Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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One 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.
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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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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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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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Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
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