Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
Tag: William Butler Yeats
And say my glory was I had such friends.
An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick.
A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
Our own acts are isolated and one act does not buy absolution for another.
Have not all races had their first unity from a mythology that marries them to rock and hill?
We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason outselves into it.
Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.