Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
John KeatsRead
was it a vision or a waking dream? Fled is that music--do I wake or sleep?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the nature of reality and perception, questioning whether experiences are genuine or illusory.
John Keats' quote contemplates the fine line between reality and illusion, suggesting that life experiences can sometimes feel dreamlike. It poses an existential question about whether we are truly awake to the world around us or merely dreaming, highlighting the often ambiguous nature of perception and existence.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the nature of reality in a philosophy class.
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.
Life is a near-death experience.
Absolute silence leads to sadness. It is the image of death.
Freedom and slavery are mental states.
Not even old age knows how to love death.
A sensitive person receives fifty impressions where somebody else may only get seven. Sensitive people are so vulnerable; they're so easily brutalized and hurt just because they are sensitive. The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalized, develop scabs.Analysis helps. It helped me. But still, the last eight, nine years I've been pretty messed up, a mess pretty much.
In the world I am_x000D_ Always a stranger_x000D_ I do not understand its language_x000D_ It does not understand my silence
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