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Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
William Butler Yeats
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William Butler Yeats
Age: 73 †
Born: 1865
Born: June 13
Died: 1939
Died: January 28
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The common breeds the common, A lout begets a lout, So when I take on half a score I knock their heads about.
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