If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Who mocks at music mocks at love.
Interpretation
Music and love are deeply intertwined; to disrespect one is to disrespect the other.
William Butler Yeats suggests that music is a form of expression closely related to love, and those who ridicule or disregard music are likely to overlook the significance of love itself. In this sense, both music and love share a fundamental connection that enriches human experience, emphasizing the importance of appreciating one to truly value the other.
In practice
During a wedding ceremony, one might say this quote to highlight the significance of music in celebrating love.
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.
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Being a disciple means being constantly ready to bring the love of Jesus to others, and this can happen unexpectedly and in any place: on the street, in a city square, during work, on a journey.
I kissed him hard. The few people in the bar must have been thinking that all they were seeing was just a kiss. They didn't know that this kiss stood for my whole life - and his life, as well. The life of anyone who has waited, dreamed, and searched for their true path. The moment of that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.
A love for tradition has never weakened a nation, indeed it has strengthened nations in their hour of peril.
The hardest spiritual work in the world is to love the neighbor as the self - to encounter another human being not as someone you can use, change, fix, help, save, enroll, convince or control, but simply as someone who can spring you from the prison of yourself, if you will allow it.
What was said to the rose that made it open, was said to me, here in my chest.
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