To stay youthful, stay useful.
JOHN KEATSThat which is creative must create itself.
More John Keats Quotes
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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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What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
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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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You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
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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 wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.
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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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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
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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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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.
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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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The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
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Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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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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