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Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.

John Keats

Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Kill Liberty Love Memories Talk Touch
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Reality
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
JOHN KEATS

Chance Face Hands Live Magic Night Romance Thinking
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
JOHN KEATS

Better Human Nature View
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Queen Secret
I want a brighter word than bright.
JOHN KEATS

Bright Myself Word
The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
JOHN KEATS

Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemiz’d, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven!
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
JOHN KEATS

Believe Forever Immortality Live Yourself
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
JOHN KEATS

Hands Herself Himself Kiss
We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.
JOHN KEATS

Attachment Invention Ourselves Separate World
Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
JOHN KEATS

Delicate Fingers Ring Tiny White Wings
I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Myself Prayer Stars
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Growth Land Man
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Forever Silence Thinking

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