A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATSWhatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
More John Keats Quotes
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What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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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.
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Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
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What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
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O aching time! O moments big as years!
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Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
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What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
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How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
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One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
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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.
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Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
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Many have original minds who do not think it – they are led away by custom!
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
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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.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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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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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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