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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?

William Butler Yeats

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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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Heart Rose Time
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Day Leaves Lying Myself Root Truth Youth
Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
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 YEATS

King Life Live Slave Sleep Soul Spiritual
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Ecstasy Happiness Imperfection Live
It is love that I am seeking for, But of a beautiful, unheard-of kind That is not in the world.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
Sometimes my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my heart.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Hands Heart Myself Quiet
What can be explained is not poetry.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Explanation One Liner Poetry
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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Best Logic Mindset People Philosophy Starve
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Break Center Hold
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
only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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Art Change Heart Work
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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Believe Enough Feeling Oneself Time
One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Change Face Love Man Soul Yourself
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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Growth Happiness Philosophy Simplicity Spiritual Virtue
An intellectual hate is the worst.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Body Care Dreams Imagination Light Myself Observation Reason Silence Truth Vision
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
In dreams begins responsibility.
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Beginning Dreams Inspirational One Liner Possible
Everything in nature is resurrection.
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Nature One Liner World
The Irishman sustains himself during brief periods of joy by the knowledge that tragedy is just around the corner.
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Brief Joy Knowledge Time Tragedy
There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hide Perspective World
I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
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
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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Book exchange Life Logic Process Writing
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
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Feeling Ourselves Reason Taste Truth
I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

Break Course Hard Heart Love

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