John Keats Quotes

The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility... view

By: John Keats

My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk... view

By: John Keats

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced... view

By: John Keats

Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss... view

By: John Keats

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings... view

By: John Keats

Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject... view

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

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Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer... view

By: John Keats

The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeable evaporate... view

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The poetry of the earth is never dead... view

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It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel... view

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There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish... view

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There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object... view

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There is nothing stable in the world.. view

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Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine.. view

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What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth... view

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

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I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top... view

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With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration... view

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A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases.. view

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

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Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?.. view

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He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead... view

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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter... view

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Love is my religion - I could die for it... view

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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination... view

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Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen... view

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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... view

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I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute... view

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I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else... view

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I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise... view

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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest... view

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Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works... view

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Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever... view

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Here lies one whose name was writ in water... view

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You speak of Lord Byron and me.. view

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Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance... view

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You are always new, The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest... view

By: John Keats