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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.

John Keats

I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
JOHN KEATS

Existence Feeling Habit Leadership Myself Reality
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
JOHN KEATS

Intelligence Necessary Pain Philosophy See Soul Trouble World
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
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.
JOHN KEATS

Discover Failure Leadership Seek Success True
I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
JOHN KEATS

Cloud Existence Fantasy Forever Myself
To stay youthful, stay useful.
JOHN KEATS

Inspirational One Liner Stay Youth
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?
JOHN KEATS

Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
JOHN KEATS

Believe I Love You Myself
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
JOHN KEATS

Day End Sweet
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
JOHN KEATS

Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
JOHN KEATS

Angel Line Myself Mystery Philosophy Rule Wings
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
JOHN KEATS

Death Faith Love Myself Togetherness Touch 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
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATS

Fragile Life Tree Way
If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Reality True
What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Summer Wind

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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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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