I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
JOHN KEATSWith a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
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When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
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Death is Life’s high meed.
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There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.
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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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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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Is there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.
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Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
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The open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown – the Air is our robe of state – the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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You are always new to me.
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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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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated 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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Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
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Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
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