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“Life
is a long preparation for something that never happens.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“There
is another world, but it is in this one.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“In
dreams begin responsibilities.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“...I'm
looking for the face I had, before the world was made...”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“For
he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run awayAnd the shadows eaten
the moon.”
- W.B. Yeats, |
“The
world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow
sharper.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“Education
is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“What
can be explained is not poetry.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“There are no strangers, only friends you
have not met yet.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Hearts
are not had as a gift but hearts are earned By those who are not entirely
beautiful.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“To
long a sacrifice can make a stone of a heart”
- W.B. Yeats |
“All
empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“Too
many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“I
whispered, 'I am too young,' and then, 'I am old enough'; wherefore I threw a
penny to find out if I might love.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“The
best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate
intensity.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Everything
exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our
feet.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“We
taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Happiness
is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth. We
are happy when we are growing.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“Hearts
are not to be had as a gift, hearts are to be earned.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“The
mystical life is at the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all
that I write.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“People
who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the
best part of the mind. ”
- W.B. Yeats |
“It is
so many years before one can believe enough in what one feels even to know
what the feeling is”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“And
what rough beast, its hour come round at last,Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”
- W.B. Yeats |
“The
creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of
his own heart, given surnames and Christian names, and sent to walk the
earth.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“I kiss
you and kiss you, With arms around my own, Ah, how shall I miss you, When,
dear, you have grown.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Ecstasy
is from the contemplation of things vaster than the individual and
imperfectly seen perhaps, by all those that still live.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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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...”
- W.B. Yeats |
“I
must lie down where all the ladders start, in the foul rag and bone shop of
the heart.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“Sometimes
my feet are tired and my hands are quiet, but there is no quiet in my
heart.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Being
Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through
temporary periods of joy.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“I will
arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping...I hear
it in the deep heart's core.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“Tread
softly because you tread on my dreams.”
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“Education
is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire.”
― W.B. Yeats |
“All
empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“Hearts
with one purpose alone/Through summer and winter seem/Enchanted to a stone/To
trouble the living stream.”
- W.B. Yeats |
“There
are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.”
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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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“Out of the quarrel with others we make
rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.”
- W.B. Yeats |
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“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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“The
innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.”
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