Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
JOHN KEATSOne of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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I have so much of you in my heart.
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Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
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Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
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Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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Death is Life’s high meed.
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And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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The excellence of every Art is its intensity.
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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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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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Stop and consider! life is but a day
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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
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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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I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
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Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
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Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
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I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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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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