What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
JOHN KEATSMany have original minds who do not think it – they are led away by custom!
More John Keats Quotes
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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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The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
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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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With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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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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An extensive knowledge is needful to thinking people-it takes away the heat and fever; and helps, by widening speculation, to ease the burden of the mystery.
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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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Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemiz’d, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven!
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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.
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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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I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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That queen of secrecy, the violet.
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Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
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Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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