If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.
Interpretation
Time is the only force that can diminish beauty and innocence.
This quote by William Butler Yeats suggests that the transient nature of time is the sole adversary to beauty and innocence. While external forces may seem threatening, it is ultimately time that erodes the purity and luster of youth and unblemished beauty, serving as a reminder of the inevitable changes that life brings.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of cherishing youth, one might reference this quote to emphasize the fleeting nature of beauty.
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.
As someone who lived under communism for most of my life I feel obliged to say that the biggest threat to freedom, democracy, the market economy and prosperity at the beginning of the 21st century is not communism or its various softer variants. Communism was replaced by the threat of ambitious environmentalism.
We know one another. This is the present. There is no past and no future. Here I am washing my hands, and the cracked mirror shows me to myself, suspended as it were, in time; this is me, this moment will not pass.
The only way into truth is through one's own annihilation; through dwelling a long time in a state of extreme and total humiliation.
These small things - nutrition, place, climate, recreation, the whole casuistry of selfishness - are inconceivably more important than everything one has taken to be important so far.
Silence is letting what there is be what it is. In that sense it has to do profoundly with God: the silence of simply being. We experience that at times when there is nothing we can say or do that would not intrude on the integrity and the beauty of that being.
There are no days in life so memorable as those which vibrate to some stroke of the imagination.
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