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John Keats

"I have clung To nothing, lov'd a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!"

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Donna Grant

"What you see is not real. It is a misinterpretation of our false perceptions."

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Donna Grant

"Beauty is an illusion."

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Donna Grant

"Trying to get prosperity through prophet offering is running after shadows."

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Donna Grant

"Man is an onion made up of a hundred integuments, a texture made up of many threads. The ancient Asiatics knew this well enough, and in the Buddhist Yoga an exact technique was devised for unmasking the illusion of the personality. The human merry-go-round sees many changes: the illusion that cost India the efforts of thousands of years to unmask is the same illusion that the West has labored just as hard to maintain and strengthen."

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Donna Grant

"Worldly knowledge (laukik gnan) is called illusion (bhranti)."

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Donna Grant

"If you will conduct a poll with most people in our world today and ask them to tell you what is the ideal life they dream about. Most people will tell you that they are dreaming of having a house on an island, but really they are spending away and whining away their lives."

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Donna Grant

"Moha (illusory vision) means new things keep arising, and one indeed sees new things; and he remains engrossed in them."

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Donna Grant

"We are the source of infinite love, infinite joy, and infinite happiness, but we spend our whole life looking for love, joy and happiness. How foolish is this?"

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Donna Grant

"It is an illusion that money brings happiness."

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Donna Grant

"Illusion (maya) makes one take birth, illusion makes one get married and illusion also makes one die. But here the condition is that it is not the reign of illusion. It is your own reign. It cannot happen unless you wish for it. Illusion gives the result (effect) of what you had consented to in your past life."

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John Keats
"He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead."

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

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John Keats
"There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object."

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John Keats
"'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."

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John Keats
"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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John Keats
"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."

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John Keats
"The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility."

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John Keats
"Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."

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John Keats
"I have good reason to be content,for thank God I can read andperhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths."

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John Keats
"But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy waysI cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet..Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves."

Poetry

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