If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Life is fleeting and can pass by quickly, much like a brief moment.
This quote by William Butler Yeats emphasizes the brevity of life, suggesting that from the day we are born until we die, our existence is as fleeting as the blink of an eye. It serves as a poignant reminder to appreciate the moments we have, as they can pass by faster than we realize, urging us to live fully and cherish our time.
Themes
LifeBrevityTimeAppreciationExistence
In practice
Example use cases
In a motivational speech about making the most of our time.
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