John Keats Quotes - Page 2

Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes.

Bright 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.

No one can usurp the heights...
But those to whom the miseries of the world
Are misery, and will not let them rest.

Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity...

The same that oft-times hath
charm'd magic casements,
opening on the foam
of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn.

I had a dove and the sweet dove died;
And I have thought it died of grieving:
O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied,
With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving;

Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.

The 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.

I have good reason to be content,
for thank God I can read and
perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.

Beauty is truth; truth beauty.

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer

Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown..

Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomèd mine -
Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made
The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade

Nothing ever becomes real 'til it is experienced.

Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it

There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

Aí de quando a paixão é simultaneamente modesta e arrebatada!

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.