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
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.
In practice
This quote would be perfect in a wedding speech to highlight the importance of commitment in relationships.
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.
Soon, everything else would come rushing at him. Like the ground to a falling man, it would come rushing up and hit him all at once - the place, the company, her words; one implication would lead to another and shatter him - but around that intake of breath the world hung silent and bright, so bright, and Akiva only knew this one thing, and held on to it and wanted to live inside of it and stay there forever. Karou was alive.
Love is the motivating principle by which the Lord leads us along the way towards becoming like Him, our perfect example. Our way of life, hour by hour, must be filled with the love of God and love for others.
And yet ... But what if ... I want to do something impossible. Something astounding and unheard of. I want to scrub the moss off the Space Shuttle and fly Julie to the moon and colonise it, or float a capsized cruise ship to some distant island where no one will protest us, or just harness the magic that brings me into the brains of the Living and use it to bring Julie into mine, because it's warm in here, it's quiet and lovely, and in here we aren't an absurd juxtaposition, we are perfect.
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
Everything in the universe wants to be loved and accepted. Our personal work is to find the love and acceptance within ourselves.
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
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