By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSWine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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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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I heard the old, old, men say ‘all that’s beautiful drifts away, like the waters.’
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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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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Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.
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The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance – the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
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Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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An intellectual hate is the worst.
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Myself I must remake.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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