Quote by John Keats
You speak of Lord Byron and me there is this great difference betw

You speak of Lord Byron and me there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task. – John Keats

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I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman — they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence. – John Keats

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Independence
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Theres a blush for won t, and a blush for shant, and a blush for having done it: Theres a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it. – John Keats

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Shame
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I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute. – John Keats

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Let us develop the resources of our land, call forth its powers, build up its institutions, promote all its great interests, and see whether we also, in our day and generation, may not perform something worthy to be remembered. – W. Somerset Maugham

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We need a great president. – Donald Trump

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