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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.

John Keats

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
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Repeat Silence
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
JOHN KEATS

Man Poet Power Talk
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 want a brighter word than bright.
JOHN KEATS

Bright Myself Word
A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
JOHN KEATS

Man Soul 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
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
JOHN KEATS

Failure Greatness Myself
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
JOHN KEATS

Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Forever Silence Thinking
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
JOHN KEATS

Dreams Fantasy Herself Sea Soft Tremble
Death is Life’s high meed.
JOHN KEATS

Death Life One Liner
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
JOHN KEATS

Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
JOHN KEATS

Kiss Romance Yourself
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.
JOHN KEATS

Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination.
JOHN KEATS

Affection Heart Holy Imagination Myself Truth

Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.

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