Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
JOHN KEATSA thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
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The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
JOHN KEATSThe excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
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What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
JOHN KEATSWhat is more gentle than a wind is summer?
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I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
JOHN KEATSI wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATSMy love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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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 KEATSThe 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.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
JOHN KEATSAll writing is a form of prayer.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
JOHN KEATSEverything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
JOHN KEATSIf something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
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I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
JOHN KEATSI have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
JOHN KEATSThrough the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATSLet us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
JOHN KEATSParting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
JOHN KEATSHeard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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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.
JOHN KEATSAs 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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Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
JOHN KEATSTis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
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