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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.

William Butler Yeats

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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Discipline Love Myself Perspective
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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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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I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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Beautiful Myself Old Water
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
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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Nature Rose Sweet Time World Yourself
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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Beautiful Kind Love Myself Seek World
An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Hate Intellectual One Liner Worst
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
Ecstasy is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.
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Ecstasy Happiness Imperfection Live
When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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Better Call Connection Dance Togetherness
Literature is always personal, always one man’s vision of the world, one man’s experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.
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Experience Literature Man Personal Ready Vision
By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
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Death Imagination Live Logic Reason
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.
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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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Beginning Friendship Glory Man Myself Thinking
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Dreams Reality Visible World
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
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Education Fire Lightning
And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.
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Morning Myself Peace Sing Slow
The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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Sex Soul Tragedy Virgin
All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.
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Answer Awake Myself Night Old Question Right Sick
All dreams of the soul End in a beautiful man’s or woman’s body.
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Beautiful Body Dreams End Man Soul Woman
The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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Alive Awake Blood Blow Myself Nature Space Stars Wind
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.
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Day Leaves Lying Myself Root Truth Youth
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
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Cry Explanation Teaching
Teaching is not filling up a pail, it is lighting a fire.
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Fire Light Teaching
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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Friendship Perspective Stranger Yourself
Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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