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John Keats Quotes - Page 4

The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.

The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.

Letter to George and Georgiana Keats, 19 March 1819, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 2, p. 80

Soft closer of our eyes! Low murmur of tender lullabies!

John Keats (1925). “Poetical Works”

I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.

Letter to Fanny Brawne, June 1820, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 2, p. 293

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

John Keats (1818). “The Complete Works of John Keats”, p.172

We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.

Letter to J. H. Reynolds, 3 May 1818, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 279

The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!

'The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone' (written 1819)

Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer.

Letter to Benjamin Bailey, 13 March 1818, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 242

It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.

John Keats (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Keats (Illustrated)”, p.647, Delphi Classics

A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.

Letter to J. H. Reynolds, 22 November 1817, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 188

Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.

John Keats (2009). “Selected Letters of John Keats: Revised Edition”, p.480, Harvard University Press

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

Letter to George and Thomas Keats, 13 January 1818, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 204

I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death.

Letter to George and Georgiana Keats, 14 Oct. 1818

Health is my expected heaven.

John Keats (1820). “The Complete Works of John Keats”, p.161

Beauty is truth, truth beauty

"Ode on a Grecian Urn" l. 46 (1820)

Conversation is not a search after knowledge, but an endeavor at effect.

John Keats, Baron Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (1848). “Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats”, p.59