I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
JOHN KEATSIs there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.
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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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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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
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Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
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Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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Stop and consider! life is but a day
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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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I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.
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Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
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My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.
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Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
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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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