Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
JOHN KEATSLand and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
More John Keats Quotes
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O aching time! O moments big as years!
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As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
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I have so much of you in my heart.
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If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
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I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.
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I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
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Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
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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.
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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
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Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
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Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
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