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“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”
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“Thou art a dreaming thing,
A fever of thyself.”
― Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
A fever of thyself.”
― Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.”
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“I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.”
― Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
― Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“Give me a daughter with your stubborn heart, or your even temper. Give our children your dark-bright eyes, or your enchanted smile. So that even when we are gone, the world will find within them all of the reasons why I loved you”
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