Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
JOHN KEATSBright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
More John Keats Quotes
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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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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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I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
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Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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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 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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Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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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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I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Death is Life’s high meed.
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Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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That which is creative must create itself.
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