Love is my religion – I could die for it.
JOHN KEATS
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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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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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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But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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O aching time! O moments big as years!
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I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
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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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Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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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 wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
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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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A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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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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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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