Quotes by John Keats
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.
I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delvid earth.
Love in a hut, with water and a crust, is - Lover, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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.
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer.
What the imagination seizes as beauty must be the truth.
Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen.
Health is my expected heaven.
Pass into nothingness.
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
There is a budding morrow in midnight.
What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.
There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.
Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous -- who are each individually lost in a throng made up of themselves?
You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.
Why were they proud? again we ask aloud, / Why in the name of Glory were they proud?
Even if I was well - I must make myself as good a Philosopher as possible. Now I have had opportunities of passing nights anxious and awake I have found other thoughts intrude upon me. If I should die, said I to myself, I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have lov'd the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember'd.
His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed;
