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One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another

John Keats

We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
JOHN KEATS

Feeling Full Poet Reading Writing
You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
JOHN KEATS

Break Company Death Hurt Love Myself Pain Togetherness Yourself
Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
JOHN KEATS

Cruelty Happiness Pain Pleasure Visit
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Reality
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
JOHN KEATS

Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!
JOHN KEATS

Heart Love Myself Nature Relationship Togetherness Yourself
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Queen Secret
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
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
JOHN KEATS

Ego Lose Love Yourself
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
JOHN KEATS

Philosophy Poet Virtue
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
JOHN KEATS

Better Human Nature View
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATS

Fragile Life Tree Way
Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
JOHN KEATS

Cry Flower Sleep Tears Young
There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.
JOHN KEATS

Bad Beginning Myself Old
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner
What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Summer Wind

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