If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Mock mockers after that That would not lift a hand maybe To help good, wise or great To bar that foul storm out, for we Traffic in mockery.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the dangers of mockery and the importance of supporting good and wise actions in the face of negativity.
In this quote, William Butler Yeats critiques those who engage in mockery without offering constructive support or solutions. It highlights the moral responsibility to uplift and assist positive initiatives rather than simply criticizing or deriding them, as mockery often distracts from the genuine issues at hand and fosters a culture of negativity.
In practice
During a community meeting about local issues, this quote can be used to emphasize the need for constructive dialogue.
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.
Compassion for ourselves gives rise to the power to transform resentment into forgiveness, hatred into friendliness, and fear into respect for all beings.
Supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy's resistance without fighting.
She might even be your lovely school-teacher who is reading these words to you at this very moment. Look carefully at that teacher. Perhaps she is smiling at the absurdity of such a suggestion. Don't let that put you off. It could be part of cleverness. I am not, of course, telling you for one second that your teacher actually is a witch. All I am saying is that she might be one. It is most unlikely. But--here comes the big "but"--not impossible.
Nothing in this world is to be feared... only understood.
I've always found a cure for the blues is wandering into something unknown, and resting there, before coming back to whatever weight you were carrying.
To appreciate the noble is a gain which can never be torn from us.
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