Quote by John Keats
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from

It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. – John Keats

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Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance. – John Keats

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Poetry
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Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel. – John Keats

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Fight, Fighting
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We always think every other mans job is easier than our own. The better he does it, the easier it looks. – Eden Phillpotts

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The impression forces itself upon one that men measure by false standards, that everyone seeks power, success, riches for himself, and admires others who attain them, while undervaluing the truly precious thing in life. – Sigmund Freud

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Illusion

What difference is there, do you think, between those in Platos cave who can only marvel at the shadows and images of various objects, provided they are content and dont know what they miss, and the philosopher who has emerged from the cave and sees the real things? – Desiderius Erasmus

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Illusion

For what we call illusions are often, in truth, a wider vision of past and present realities –a willing movement of a mans soul with the larger sweep of the worlds forces –a movement towards a more assured end than the chances of a single life. – George Eliot

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The ground we walk on, the plants and creatures, the clouds above constantly dissolving into new formations – each gift of nature possessing its own radiant energy, bound together by cosmic harmony. – Ruth Bernhard

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Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you are. – Julius Charles Hare

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A wedding is a funeral where you smell your own flowers. – Eddie Cantor

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Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war. – Loren Eiseley

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