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Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life. ---Pablo Neruda
This melancholy London β€” I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. ---W.B. Yeats
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Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by ---W.E. Yeats
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Who can distinguish darkness from the soul? ---William Butler Yeats
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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. ----William Butler Yeats
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Pluck thou my flower, Oothoon the mild; Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight Can never pass away. ----William Blake, The Book of Thel
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To long a sacrifice can make a stone of a heart ---William Butler Yeats
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One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do ourselves. ----Philip Larkin
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All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth; The grass is bright with rain-drops;β€”on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run. ----William Wordsworth
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