John Keats Quotes - Page 4

• John Keats / Poet

The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; and gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

...yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From out dark spirits.

• John Keats / Poet

Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream.

• John Keats / Poet

But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.

• John Keats / Poet

Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego

• John Keats / Poet

If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

• John Keats / Poet

But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings That fill the sky with silver glitterings!

• John Keats / Poet

Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children.

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You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.

• John Keats / Poet

Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.

• John Keats / Poet

Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir.

• John Keats / Poet

Their woes gone by, and both to heaven upflown, To bow for gratitude before Jove's throne.

• John Keats / Poet

I never was in love - yet the voice and the shape of a woman has haunted me these two days.

• John Keats / Poet

Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap of murky buildings

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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.

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Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too.

• John Keats / Poet

Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.

• John Keats / Poet

To bear all naked truths, And to envisage circumstance, all calm, That is the top of sovereignty

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed.

• John Keats / Poet

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

• John Keats / Poet

He who saddens at thought of idleness cannot be idle, / And he's awake who thinks himself asleep.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

Call the world if you please "the vale of soul-making." Then you will find out the use of the world.

• John Keats / Poet

I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity.

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My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.

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I could be martyred for my religion. Love is my religion and I could die for that. I could die for you.

• John Keats / Poet

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

• John Keats / Poet

You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.

• John Keats / Poet

--then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

• John Keats / Poet

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

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Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it

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

• John Keats / Poet

I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.

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I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a Poem and to be given away by a Novel.

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Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.

• John Keats / Poet

I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew; And on thy cheek a fading rose Fast withereth too.