If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.'
Interpretation
Beauty is transient and ephemeral, much like water that flows and eventually disappears.
This quote by William Butler Yeats reflects on the nature of beauty and its impermanence. The metaphor of water suggests that just as rivers and streams flow away, so too do moments of beauty and joy in life. It serves as a reminder to appreciate beauty while it lasts, acknowledging that it is fleeting and will eventually drift away.
In practice
This quote is perfect for a graduation speech, reminding graduates to cherish their experiences.
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.
What is admirable about the fantastic is that there is no longer anything fantastic: there is only the real.
I don't blame the average seventeen-year-old punk-rock kid for calling me a sellout. I understand that. And maybe when they grow up a little bit, they'll realize there's more things to life than living out your rock & roll identity so righteously.
In this world, there must be a certain degree of honor just as there must be a certain amount of light. When there are many men without honor, there will always be some others who bear in themselves the honor of many men.
And a question stirred within me: What if he, this yellow-eyed creature, in his disorderly, filthy mound of leaves, in his uncomputed life, is happier than we are?
It would be so much better if we could share our insecurity, if we could all venture inside ourselves and realize that green beans and vitamin C, however much they nurture us, cannot save lives, or sustain our souls.
There is no way you can get people to believe you on screen if they know who you really are through television.
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