By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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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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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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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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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Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
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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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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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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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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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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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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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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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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
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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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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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