Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
JOHN KEATSAn extensive knowledge is needful to thinking people-it takes away the heat and fever; and helps, by widening speculation, to ease the burden of the mystery.
More John Keats Quotes
-
-
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 -
Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemiz’d, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven!
JOHN KEATS -
I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
JOHN KEATS -
My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.
JOHN KEATS -
Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host’s Canary wine?
JOHN KEATS -
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
JOHN KEATS -
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 -
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
JOHN KEATS -
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
JOHN KEATS -
There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.
JOHN KEATS -
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATS -
Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
JOHN KEATS -
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS -
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
JOHN KEATS -
You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
JOHN KEATS