If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Things said or done long years ago Or things I did not do or say But thought that I might say or do, Weigh me down, and not a day But something is recalled, My conscience or my vanity appalled.
Interpretation
Past actions and unfulfilled intentions can burden one's conscience and self-image.
This quote by William Butler Yeats reflects on the heavy weight of past actions and missed opportunities that linger in one's mind. It suggests that both things we have done and things we have only contemplated can haunt us, causing distress and reflection on our conscience and personal pride.
In practice
During a motivational speech about personal growth, one could use this quote to emphasize the importance of addressing regrets.
If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
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