Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
JOHN KEATSA man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
More John Keats Quotes
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
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One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
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The excellence of every Art is its intensity.
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Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
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Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
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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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The open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown – the Air is our robe of state – the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.
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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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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 cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
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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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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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Death is Life’s high meed.
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.
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Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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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.
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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
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A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
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Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
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Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
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