"... May there not be superior beings amused with any graceful, though instinctive attitude my mind may fall into, as I am entertained with the alertness of a Stoat or the anxiety of a Deer? Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine ... By a superior being our reasonings may take the same tone--though erroneous they may be fine-- This is the very thing in which consists poetry ..." --JOHN KEATS, in a letter to his brother "The Imagination may be compared to Adam's dream--he awoke and found it truth." --JOHN KEATS, in a letter to a friend"