Quotes by
John Keats |
1795-1821 , English poet
English Romantic lyric poet who devoted his short life to the perfection of a poetry marked by vivid imagery, great sensuous appeal, and an attempt to express a philosophy through classical legend.
He died of tuberculosis at 25 in Rome. Although his poems were not generally well received by critics during his lifetime, his reputation grew after his death, and by the end of the 19th century, he had become one of the most beloved of all English poets.
He died of tuberculosis at 25 in Rome. Although his poems were not generally well received by critics during his lifetime, his reputation grew after his death, and by the end of the 19th century, he had become one of the most beloved of all English poets.
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Quotations
• | I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom; one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise. 5 |
• | Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced -- even a proverb is no proverb to you till your life has illustrated it. 5 |
• | My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you. 5 |
• | Love is my religion - I could die for it. 3 |
• | 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. 3 |
• | My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk. 3 |
• | Here lies one whose name was writ in water. (Epitaph for himself) 2 |
• | Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity --it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance. 2 |
• | Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter. 2 |
• | I have so much of you in my heart. 2 |
• | Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know. 2 |
• | That which is creative must create itself. 2 |
• | If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all. 2 |
Quotes in Verse
• | The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast. 5 |
• | Shed no tear! O shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. 4 |
• | You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest. 3 |
• | Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. 2 |