Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
If what I say resonates with you, it’s merely because we’re branches of the same tree.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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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.
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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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Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
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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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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Though leaves are many, the root is one.
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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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People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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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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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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