If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
When I think of all the books I have read, and of the wise words I have heard spoken, and of the anxiety I have given to parents and grandparents, and of the hopes that I have had, all life weighed in the scales of my own life seems to me a preparation for something that never happens.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on life's experiences as a preparation for something elusive and unattainable.
William Butler Yeats expresses a sense of existential contemplation, where he reflects on the vast array of experiences he has gathered through reading, listening to wisdom, and dealing with personal anxieties. He conveys a feeling of disillusionment as he realizes that despite all these preparations, life seems to lead to an unresolved anticipation for something significant that ultimately never materializes.
In practice
In a graduation speech to highlight the unpredictability of life.
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.
The world of employer and employee, like that of master and slave, debases both.
America is strong because its journalism is strong. That's how democracies work. They're only as good as the quality of the information that the public possesses. And that is where we come in.
The whole blear world of smoke and twisted steel around my head in a railroad car, and my mind wandering past the rust into futurity: I saw the sun go down in a carnal and primeval world, leaving darkness to cover my railroad train because the other side of the world was waiting for dawn.
Like looking through a telescope into the Milky Way and wondering if we're alone in the universe, it made me realize with the glaring clarity of desert light how scarce and delicate life is, how insignificant we are compared with the forces of nature and the dimensions of space.
Because animals are property, we consider as "humane treatment" that we would regard as torture if it were inflicted on humans.
When something happens, the only thing in your power is your attitude toward it. It is not the things that disturb us, but our interpretation of their significance. Things and people are not what we wish them to be nor are they what they seem to be. They are what they are.
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