"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire."
"I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fadeand flee; And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky, Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die."
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Source: William Butler Yeats (2013). “Early Poems”, p.30, Courier Corporation
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