John Keats

(550 votes)   A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing...

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(504 votes)   The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(391 votes)   She press'd his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.

John Keats

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(381 votes)   Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of doors, played by someone I do not know. I admire lolling on a lawn by a water-lilied pond to eat white currants and see goldfish: and go to the fair in the evening if I'm good. There is not hope for that --one is sure to get into some mess before evening.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(364 votes)   The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(314 votes)   Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(309 votes)   O fret not after knowledge -- I have none, and yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge -- I have none, and yet the Evening listens.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(306 votes)   I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(302 votes)   There's a blush for won t, and a blush for shan't, and a blush for having done it: There's a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(295 votes)   Do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: we know her woof, her texture; she is given in the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, conquer all mysteries by rule and line, empty the haunted air, and gnome mine unweave a rainbow.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(292 votes)   Though the most beautiful creature were waiting for me at the end of a journey or a walk; though the carpet were of silk, the curtains of the morning clouds; the chairs and sofa stuffed with cygnet's down; the food manna, the wine beyond claret, the window opening on Winander Mere, I should not feel --or rather my happiness would not be so fine, as my solitude is sublime.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(290 votes)   I would jump down Etna for any public good -- but I hate a mawkish popularity.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(287 votes)   My passions are all asleep from my having slumbered till nearly eleven and weakened the animal fiber all over me to a delightful sensation about three degrees on this sight of faintness -- if I had teeth of pearl and the breath of lilies I should call it languor -- but as I am I must call it laziness. In this state of effeminacy the fibers of the brain are relaxed in common with the rest of the body, and to such a happy degree that pleasure has no show of enticement and pain no unbearable frown. Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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(285 votes)   I always made an awkward bow.

John Keats
1795-1821, British Poet

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