She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
JOHN KEATSNothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.
More John Keats Quotes
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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
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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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One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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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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Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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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 air is all softness.
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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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And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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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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That which is creative must create itself.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
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The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
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