I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
JOHN KEATSWhere soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
More John Keats Quotes
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Stop and consider! life is but a day
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To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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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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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
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Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
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What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
JOHN KEATS






