Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
John KeatsRead
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
Interpretation
This quote evokes the idea of beauty and the transient nature of dreams and imagination.
In this quote, John Keats paints a vivid picture of a mermaid, symbolizing beauty and mystery, who exists in a world of dreams and imagination. The imagery of being intertwined with sea-weed suggests a connection to nature and the allure of the unknown, highlighting the delicate balance between reality and dreams, while the mermaid's trembling indicates vulnerability and the ephemeral nature of her existence in this tranquil yet cold environment.
In practice
This quote can be used in a poetry reading to illustrate the connection between nature and dreams.
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
Are there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the world, and more, like slaves to poor humanity, labor for mortal good?
Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately, and do all you can to console me in it β make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me βwrite the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been. For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair.
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
...I leaped headlong into the Sea, and thereby have become more acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice.
This element of surprise or mystery β the detective element as it is sometimes rather emptily called β is of great importance in a plot. It occurs through a suspension of the time-sequence; a mystery is a pocket in time, and it occurs crudely, as in "Why did the queen die?" and more subtly in half-explained gestures and words, the true meaning of which only dawns pages ahead. Mystery is essential to a plot, and cannot be appreciated without intelligence.
Many attempts have been made by writers on art and poetry to define beauty in the abstract, to express it in the most general terms, to find some universal formula for it.
A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.
I suppose all fictional characters, especially in adventure or heroic fiction, at the end of the day are our dreams about ourselves. And sometimes they can be really revealing.
The ballet world is so competitive, and for no reason. It's not a sport. It's an art. There's no winner.
Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun something gossamer and tremulous into the circle of light our fire had made. The music moved like a spiderweb stirred by a gentle breath, it changed like a leaf twisting as it falls to the ground, and it felt like three years Waterside in Tarbean, with a hollowness inside you and hands that ached from the bitter cold.
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