If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Once you attempt legislation upon religious grounds, you open the way for every kind of intolerance and religious persecution.
Interpretation
Legislating based on religion can lead to intolerance and persecution.
William Butler Yeats warns that when laws are created with a religious basis, it can lead to a slippery slope where intolerance and persecution against those with differing beliefs can flourish. This highlights the danger of intertwining religion with civil governance, as it may create an environment hostile to diversity and dissent.
In practice
In a debate on freedom of religion, discussing Yeats' quote can highlight the risks of intertwining religion with law.
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.
During mental prayer, it is well, at times, to imagine that many insults and injuries are being heaped upon us, that misfortunes have befallen us, and then strive to train our heart to bear and forgive these things patiently, in imitation of our Saviour. This is the way to acquire a strong spirit.
A church is a place in which gentlemen who have never been to heaven brag about it to persons who will never get there.
I am as firmly convinced that religions do harm as I am that they are untrue.
The soul is indestructible and its activity will continue through eternity. It is like the sun, which, to our eyes, seems to set at night; but it has in reality only gone to diffuse its light elsewhere.
I claim not to have controlled events, but confess plainly that events have controlled me.
This upper limit, of earth at our feet is visible and touches the air, but below it reaches to infinity
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