If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
The blessed spirits must be sought within the self which is common to all
Interpretation
The essence of divinity lies within each individual, connecting us all.
William Butler Yeats emphasizes the idea that true spirituality and fulfillment are not found externally but reside within each person. This quote reflects the interconnectedness of humanity, suggesting that the 'blessed spirits' or higher truths are part of our shared inner self, accessible through self-exploration and introspection.
In practice
Discussing personal growth at a workshop.
If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.
Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
Perhaps it won't matter, in the end, which country is the sower of the seed of exploration. The importance will be in the growth of the new plant of progress and in the fruits it will bear. These fruits will be a new breed of the human species, a human with new views, new vigor, new resiliency, and a new view of the human purpose. The plant: the tree of human destiny.
We have to keep asking ourselves: 'What does it all mean? What is God trying to tell us? How are we called to live in the midst of all this?' Without such questions our lives become numb and flat.
The everyday cares and duties, which men call drudgery, are the weights and counterpoises of the clock of time, giving its pendulum a true vibration and its hands a regular motion; and when they cease to hang upon its wheels, the pendulum no longer swings, the hands no longer move the clock stands still.
Metaphysics is almost always an attempt to prove the incredible by an appeal to the unintelligible.
A man's natural rights are his own, against the whole world; and any infringement of them is equally a crime, whether committed by one man, or by millions; whether committed by one man, calling himself a robber, (or by any other name indicating his true character,) or by millions, calling themselves a government.
To reach me, you must move to me. Your attack offers me an opportunity to intercept you.
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