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.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.
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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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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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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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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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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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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.
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From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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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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Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
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