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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIt 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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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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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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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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Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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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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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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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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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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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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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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