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Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?

William Butler Yeats

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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
Talent perceives differences; genius, unity.
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Difference Genius Talent Unity
I’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
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Face Myself Search World
Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.
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Gift Hard Work Heart Privilege
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
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Best Logic Mindset People Philosophy Starve
I believe that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.
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Believe Memories Myself Nature
There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hide Perspective World
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
If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.
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Myself Suffering Wisdom
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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Dreams Feet Myself Poor
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
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Born Death Eyes Life Short Time Wink
The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
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Best Intense Passionate Worst
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.
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Art Fight Ourselves Poet Poetry
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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Break Course Hard Heart Love
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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Eyes Fall Hairs Heart Lonely Love Rest
Joy is of the will which labours, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph.
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Joy Labor Obstacle Success

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