Quote#Freedom
I myself am pursuing the same instinctive course as the veriest human…
Quote byJohn Keats · 1795–1821
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Letters (1817–1820), To George and Georgiana Keats (19 March 1819).
English (original)
I myself am pursuing the same instinctive course as the veriest human animal you can think of — I am, however young, writing at random — straining at particles of light in the midst of a great darkness — without knowing the bearing of any one assertion, of any one opinion. Yet may I not in this be free from sin?
— John Keats
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