"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire."
"I can forgive even that wrong of wrongs, Those undreamt accidents that have made me Seeing that Fame has perished this long while, Being but a part of ancient ceremony Notorious, till all my priceless things Are but a post the passing dogs defile."
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Source: William Butler Yeats (1931). “Later Poems”, p.96, Library of Alexandria
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