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John Keats Quotes about Life

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

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

Life, Beauty, Beautiful

Endymion bk. 1, l. 1 (1818)

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Life, Depression, Wisdom

John Keats (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Keats (Illustrated)”, p.824, Delphi Classics

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

Life, Real, Experience

O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!

Inspirational, Life, Climbing

Letter to Benjamin Bailey, 22 November 1817, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 185

I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.

Life, Mean, Wish

Letter to Fanny Brawne, August 1820, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 2, p. 311

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.

Love, Life, Beauty

Endymion bk. 1, l. 1 (1818)

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

Inspirational, Life, Persistence

'To Homer' (written 1818)

The poetry of the earth is never dead.

Inspirational, Life, Nature

A man's life of any worth is a continual allegory, and very few eyes can see the mystery of his life, a life like the scriptures, figurative.

Life, Eye, Men

John Keats (1820). “The Complete Works of John Keats”, p.29

Ghosts of melodious prophesyings rave Round every spot where trod Apollo's foot; Bronze clarions awake, and faintly bruit, Where long ago a giant battle was; And, from the turf, a lullaby doth pass In every place where infant Orpheus slept. Feel we these things? - that moment have we stept Into a sort of oneness, and our state Is like a floating spirit's. But there are Richer entanglements, enthralments far More self-destroying, leading, by degrees, To the chief intensity: the crown of these Is made of love and friendship, and sits high Upon the forehead of humanity.

Life, Feet, Self

John Keats, “Endymion: Book I”

The uttered part of a man's life, let us always repeat, bears to the unuttered, unconscious part a small unknown proportion. He himself never knows it, much less do others.

Life, Men, Bears

And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To let the warm Love in!

Life, Winning, Night

John Keats (1841). “The poetical works of John Keats”, p.203

It can be said of him, when he departed he took a Man's life with him. No sounder piece of British manhood was put together in that eighteenth century of Time.

Life, Men, Departed

Love in a hut, with water and a crust, Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.

Life, Dust, Water

'Lamia' (1820) pt. 2, l. 1

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.

Life, Doors, Two

John Keats (2015). “John Keats: Ode on a Grecian Urn (Unabridged): From one of the most beloved English Romantic poets, best known for his Odes, Ode to a Nightingale, Ode to Indolence, Ode to Psyche, Ode to Fanny, The Eve of St. Agnes, Lamia, Hyperion and more”, p.192, e-artnow

The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness.

Life, Ambition, Character

'Endymion' (1818) preface

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