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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of heart's affections, and the truth of imagination. ----John Keats
Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what's really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die. ----Philip Larkin
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We look before and after,  And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter  With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. ---Percy Bysshe Shelley
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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought. ----William Wordsworth
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To most men, experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illumine only the track it has passed. ----Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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