Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
JOHN KEATSTouch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
JOHN KEATSI will clamber through the clouds and exist.
JOHN KEATSIs there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.
JOHN KEATSFailure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
JOHN KEATSHealth is the greatest of blessings – with health and hope we should be content to live.
JOHN KEATSYou cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
JOHN KEATSBright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
JOHN KEATSThere is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
JOHN KEATSThe only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
JOHN KEATSStop and consider! life is but a day
JOHN KEATSAll writing is a form of prayer.
JOHN KEATSTo silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
JOHN KEATSA thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATSLet us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATSDeath is Life’s high meed.
JOHN KEATSDo you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
JOHN KEATS