45 Great John Keats Quotes

45 Great John Keats Quotes

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John Keats was a poet from London, England in the early 1800′s. He was a hugely influential writer in the Romanticism period of literature. Even though his work had only been in publication for four years before he died they have lived on to this day. He died on February 23, 1821 at the incredibly young age of 25.

“A drainless shower.”

“A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence; because he has no identity.”

“A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.”

“A very odd young man, but good-tempered, and good-hearted, and very clever indeed.”

about nothing — to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.”

“Already with thee! tender is the night.”

“And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.”

“As though a rose should shut and be a bud again.”

“Asleep in lap of legends old.”

“Beauty is truth, truth beauty,’ – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”

“Call the world if you please “The vale of soul-making.”

“Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.”

“Flatter’d to tears this aged man and poor.”

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

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.”

“Here lies one whose name was writ in water.”

“.I am certain I have not a right feeling towards women – at this moment I am striving to be just to them, but I cannot. Is it because they fall so far beneath my boyish imagination? When I
was a schoolboy I thought a fair woman a pure Godess; my mind was a soft nest in which some one of them slept, though she knew it not.”

“I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections and the truth of imagination — what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth — whether it existed before or not.”

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

“I can scarcely bid you good-bye, even in a letter. I always made an awkward bow. God bless you!”

“I compare human life to a large mansion of many apartments, two of which I can only describe, the doors of the rest being as yet shut upon me.”

“I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered.”

“I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.”

“I scarcely remember counting upon happiness — I look not for it if it be not in the present hour — nothing startles me beyond the moment. The setting sun will always set me to rights, or if
a sparrow come before my Window I take part in its existence and pick about the gravel.”

“I want a brighter word than bright.”

“I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.”

“Keats, entirely a stranger to error, could believe that the nightingale enchanting him was the same one Ruth heard amid the alien corn of Bethlehem in Judah;”

“Many have original minds who do not think it — they are led away by custom — Now it appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own citadel.”

“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”

“Nothing is finer for the purposes of great productions than a very gradual ripening of the intellectual powers.”

“Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.”

“O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!”

“Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.”

“Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain”

“Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one’s soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.”

“Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.”

“Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.”

“Stop and consider! life is but a day;”

“The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeable evaporate.”

“The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind”

“The poetry of earth is never dead.”

“The silver snarling trumpets ‘gan to chide.”

“There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.”

“When somebody expressed his surprise to Shelley, that Keats, who was not very conversant with the Greek language, could write so finely and classically of their gods and goddesses, Shelley
replied “He was a Greek.”