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Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.

John Keats

I want a brighter word than bright.
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Bright Myself Word
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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Better Human Nature View
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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Leaving Rose Togetherness
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Dreams Herself Hurt Love Memories Myself
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
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Imagination Monk Myself Temple
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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Beautiful Consider Greatness Poet
Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Kill Liberty Love Memories Talk Touch
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.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep
Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
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Dreams Fans Heaven Madness Paradise
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
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Feeling Full Poet Reading Writing
The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Soft
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Advice Deep Flower Juice Poison Rich
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
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Choice Despair Energy Myself
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy Love Wisdom
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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Heart Love Myself Nature Relationship Togetherness Yourself

Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.

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