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We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

John Keats

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.
JOHN KEATS

Bad Beginning Myself Old
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
JOHN KEATS

Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
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.
JOHN KEATS

Knowledge Mystery Need People Thinking
We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.
JOHN KEATS

Attachment Invention Ourselves Separate World
O aching time! O moments big as years!
JOHN KEATS

Big Hurt Moments Time
I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
JOHN KEATS

Choice Despair Energy Myself
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
JOHN KEATS

Ego Lose Love Yourself
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy Love Wisdom
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
JOHN KEATS

Fair Joy Love Rest
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.
JOHN KEATS

Happiness Live Love Myself Relationship Summer Yourself
Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
JOHN KEATS

Dreams Fans Heaven Madness Paradise
The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Soft
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
JOHN KEATS

Cloud Existence Fantasy Forever Myself
Death is Life’s high meed.
JOHN KEATS

Death Life One Liner
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.
JOHN KEATS

Cry Flower Sleep Tears Young

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

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