Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
Do not wait to strike till the iron is hot; but make it hot by striking.
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met.
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough to make a bad man show him at his best, or even a good man swings his lantern higher.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.
Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.
Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.
I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all like an opera.
When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
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