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Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.

William Butler Yeats

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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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
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.
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Body Care Dreams Imagination Light Myself Observation Reason Silence Truth Vision
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Born Death Eyes Life Short Time Wink
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Battle Courage Darkness Fight Society Soldier Soul
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Fire Light Teaching
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

Easy Home Invention Journalist Lying Man Stay Vote
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Action Change Creation Intellectual Love
It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Discipline Love Myself One Liner True
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Joy Labor Obstacle Success
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Art Fight Ourselves Poet Poetry
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Heart Rose Time
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Friendship Perspective Stranger Yourself
Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Battle Character Dreams Fight Fools Inspirational Life Lose Myself Need Night Party Soul Win
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Art Change Heart Work
If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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Connection Myself Relatable Tree Yourself
Though leaves are many, the root is one.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Connection Leaves Nature Oneself Root Spiritual Tree
Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
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Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
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Hands Heart Myself Quiet
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Cry Explanation Teaching
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Emotion Enemy Greatness Ourselves Trouble
There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hide Perspective World
And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow
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

Angel Dance Flame Mountain Ride World Yourself
The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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Business Head Heart World

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