I want a brighter word than bright.
JOHN KEATS- As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
JOHN KEATS
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As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
More John Keats Quotes
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
JOHN KEATSMy imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
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Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
JOHN KEATSGive me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATSMy love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
JOHN KEATSYou cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
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Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
JOHN KEATSTis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
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That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATSThat queen of secrecy, the violet.
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You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
JOHN KEATSYou have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATSLet us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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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 KEATSA 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.
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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
JOHN KEATSEven bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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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.
JOHN KEATSI 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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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATSWhere the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
JOHN KEATSAll writing is a form of prayer.
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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
JOHN KEATSI have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
JOHN KEATSWhatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
JOHN KEATS


