We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSWords 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.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
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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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God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
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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 visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
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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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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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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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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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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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Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
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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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Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.
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One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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