William Butler Yeats Quotes
The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.
William Butler Yeats
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I want to know that I gave my 100 percent, and even if it doesn't work, you know that you gave everything, and you don't have to look at it and say... I could have gave more - that would break my heart.
Venus Williams
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A nice blend of prediction and surprise seem to be at the heart of the best art.
Wendy Carlos
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He hath freedom whoso beareth clean and constant heart within.
Quintus Ennius
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I still have not given up the idea of becoming a journalist, but at 17 I decided to follow my heart and stay in Los Angeles with my girlfriend as opposed to going to Johns Hopkins.
Mackenzie Astin
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But probably this is helps to win, to win, to gold, more gold medals, and to win most my important medal, heart of people. This is most important for me.
Olga Korbut
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We were in the heart of the ghetto in Chicago during the Depression, and every block - it was probably the biggest black ghetto in America - every block also is the spawning ground practically for every gangster, black and white, in America too.
Quincy Jones
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There is the melancholy of Europe. There is the romantic malaise. Feeling sad is almost a form of deepness.
Mathieu Amalric
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Oh! that fear
When the heart longs to know, what it is death to hear.
George Croly
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In my opinion, provision of military support to illegal structures runs counter to the principles of modern international law and the United Nations Charter.
Vladimir Putin
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Rap is from the streets and I'm from the streets. That's why a lot of people accept me.
Vanilla Ice
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With the first step, the number of shapes the walk might take is infinite, but then the walk begins to define itself as it goes along, though freedom remains total with each step: any tempting side road can be turned into an impulse, or any wild patch of woods can be explored. The pattern of the walk is to come true, is to be recognized, discovered.
A. R. Ammons
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The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away.
William Butler Yeats