God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSThe worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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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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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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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 in nature is resurrection.
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only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.
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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
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A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
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What can be explained is not poetry.
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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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And pluck till time and times are done the silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Choose your companions from the best; Who draws a bucket with the rest soon topples down the hill.
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We are closed in, and the key is turned / On our uncertainty.
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I have observed dreams and visions very carefully, and am now certain that the imagination has some way of lighting on the truth that the reason has not, and that its commandments, delivered when the body is still and the reason silent, are the most binding we can ever know.
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