Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSAnd I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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It is so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know what the feeling is.
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Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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Though 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.
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If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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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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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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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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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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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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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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Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.
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