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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!

William Butler Yeats

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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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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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Dreams Round Yourself
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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Nature Rose Sweet Time World Yourself
Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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Build Inspirational Reality Unity Yourself
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
Literature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
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Experience Literature Man Personal Ready Vision
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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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
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Break Center Hold
There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hide Perspective World
It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself Perspective
What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Destroy Fear Himself Man Understand
All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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Empty Opinion Soul
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Dreams Reality Visible World
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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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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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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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
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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Easy Home Invention Journalist Lying Man Stay Vote
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Bone Myself Nature Soft Space Stars
And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.
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Appearance Bird Deep Wisdom
Myself I must remake.
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Build Improvement Myself Transformation
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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Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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Believe Memories Myself Nature
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Joy Labor Obstacle Success
Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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Earth Existence Feet Ourselves True
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.
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