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What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?

John Keats

Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
JOHN KEATS

Myself Place Soul Tears World
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
JOHN KEATS

Philosophy Poet Virtue
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Monk Myself Temple
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATS

Bird Divine Sing Truth
The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.
JOHN KEATS

Death Earth Hot Myself Poetry Run Sun Voice
If I should die, I have left no immortal work behind me — nothing to make my friends proud of my memory — but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Death Friendship Immortal Memories Myself Principle Proud Remember Time Work
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
The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Soft
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
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
JOHN KEATS

Deep Melody Sweet
That which is creative must create itself.
JOHN KEATS

Creation Creativity Deep One Liner Wisdom
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
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Earth Need Truth Yourself
I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
JOHN KEATS

Day Myself World Writing
I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
JOHN KEATS

Choice Despair Energy Myself
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep

What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?

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