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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.

William Butler Yeats

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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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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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I cast my heart into my rhymes, That you, in the dim coming times, May know how my heart went with them After the red-rose-bordered hem.
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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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There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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