Hammer your thoughts into unity.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSIf suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met.
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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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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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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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Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
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We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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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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And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
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Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.
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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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It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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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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