If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.
Interpretation
What this quote means
True love requires commitment and effort, much like a discipline.
William Butler Yeats suggests that love, when it is genuine and profound, necessitates a level of dedication and practice, similar to how one would approach a discipline like a skill or art. This view emphasizes that love is not merely an emotion but an ongoing commitment that requires work and support to flourish.
Themes
LoveDisciplineCommitmentDedicationEmotion
In practice
Example use cases
This quote would be perfect in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of commitment in relationships.
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