One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIt seems to me that true love is a discipline.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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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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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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If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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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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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
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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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What can be explained is not poetry.
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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
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All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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