John Keats

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced

My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk

The poetry of the earth is never dead

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

I would jump down Etna for any public good - but I hate a mawkish popularity.

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

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains, my sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest

He ne'er is crowned with immortality who fears to follow where airy voices lead.

I wish to beleave in immortality, I wish to live with you forever.

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

Love is my religion - I could die for it

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

Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer

The Public is a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility

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

The poetry of the earth is never dead