John Keats Quotes

Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity...

The same that oft-times hath charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn.

O that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take.

Do not all charms fly / At the mere touch of cold philosophy?

I have good reason to be content, for thank God I can read andperhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mindabout nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer

Nothing ever becomes real 'til it is experienced.

My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk

Besides, a long poem is a test of invention, which I take to be the Polar star of Poetry, as Fancy is the sails - and Imagination the rudder.

I have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?---"On death

Touch has a memory.

Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free?

Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomèd mine—Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile madeThe tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade

I have a habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am now leading a posthumous existence.

Beauty is truth - truth beauty - that is all Ye know on earth and all ye need to know.

The excellence of every art is its intensity capable of making all disagreeables evaporate from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.

Beauty is truth truth beauty.

A proverb is no proverb to you till life has illustrated it.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever Its loveliness increases it will never Pass into nothingness.

Ever let the Fancy roam Pleasure never is at home.

I wish to believe in immortality - I wish to live with you forever.

Oh for a life of sensations rather than of thoughts.

Love in a hut with water and a crust Is - Love forgive us! - cinders ashes dust.

Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings Conquer all mysteries by rule and line Empty the haunted air the gnomed mine -Unweave a rainbow.

A drainless shower of light is poesy 'tis the supreme of power 'tis might half slumb'ring on its own right arm.

To Sorrow I bade good-morrow And thought to leave her far away behind But cheerly cheerly She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me and so kind.

I have met with women who I really think would like to be married to a poem and to be given away by a novel.

There is nothing stable in the world uproar's your only music.

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion - I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more - I could be martyred for my religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that.

'Beauty is truth, truth beauty, ' - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness.

Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.