If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.
Interpretation
The quote expresses the joy of encountering a philosophy that resonates with one's own thoughts and feels both logical and limitless.
William Butler Yeats reflects on the transformative experience of first encountering a philosophy that aligns with his own previously unformed ideas. This meeting signifies not only a confirmation of his intuitive thoughts but also opens the door to an expansive way of thinking, illustrating the profound impact that philosophical exploration can have on personal understanding and intellectual growth.
In practice
During a discussion on personal growth, one might use this quote to highlight the importance of philosophical ideas.
If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
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.
I believe when I am in the mood that all nature is full of people whom we cannot see, and that some of these are ugly or grotesque, and some wicked or foolish, but very many beautiful beyond any one we have ever seen, and that these are not far away... and the simple of all times and the wise men of ancient times have seen them and even spoken to them.
I think that there is a problem with rewards and consequences because in the long run, they rarely work in the ways we hope. In fact, they are likely to backfire.
Evolution does not isolate us from the rest of the Kosmos, it unites us with the rest of the Kosmos: the same currents that produced birds from dust and poetry from rocks produce egos from ids and sages from egos.
People want nothing but mirrors around them. To reflect them while theyβre reflecting too ... Reflections of reflections and echoes of echoes. No beginning and no end. No center and no purpose.
Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.
There was a Greek philosopher who taught that, of all things, not to have been born is the sweetest state. But I believe sleep is the sweetest state. You're dead, yet alive. There's no sensation so exquisite.
With a tiny bit of effort, the nettle would be useful; if you neglect it, it becomes a pest. So then we kill it. How many men are like nettles My friends, there is no such thing as a weed and no such thing as a bad man. There are only bad cultivators.
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