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 YEATSLove 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.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
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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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Everything in nature is resurrection.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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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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I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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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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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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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.
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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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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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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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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!
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