William Butler Yeats Quotes
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats
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Crackling Rosie make me smile. God, if it lasts for an hour that's alright, to set the world right. Find us a dream that don't ask no questions.
Neil Diamond
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Too many words are lit for a beast of burden.
Yunus Emre
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Yes I’m a beast and I feast when I conquer!
Nicki Minaj
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An hour's terror is better than a lifetime of timidity.
Walter de La Mare
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They put me on the shift where they thought I could do the least harm, midnight to eight in the morning. Although the hours were lousy, they were perfect for an apprentice reporter.
Andrea Mitchell
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The way that Russian Orthodox services work generally, and certainly the way that this worked, is that it goes on for hours and hours, and people wander in and wander out, and people talk the whole way through. One of the American women said to the other, "This is so beautiful. I can actually imagine maybe even becoming Orthodox." She went on and on, and finally a Russian seated just in front of her turned and said, "You are not member of church because it is beautiful; you are member of church because it is the single truth of God!"
Andrew Solomon
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Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year.
Lord Byron
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Education is the point at which we decide whether we love the world enough to assume responsibility for it, and by the same token save it from that ruin which except for renewal, except for the coming of the new and the young, would be inevitable. And education, too, is where we decide whether we love our children enough not to expel them from our world and leave them to their own devices, nor to strike from their hands their chance of undertaking something new, something unforeseen by us, but to prepare them in advance for the task of renewing a common world.
Hannah Arendt
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For nothing is more fulfilling than love itself.
Nicholas Sparks
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And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats
