When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
JOHN KEATSThrough the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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I don’t need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever.
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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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You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
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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.
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Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
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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.
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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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Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
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A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
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The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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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?
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