John Keats

“Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.”

“Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breedsAlong the pebbled shore of memory!Many old rotten-timber'd boats there beUpon thy vaporous bosom, magnifiedTo goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry.”

“You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.”

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

“Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.”

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

“Love is my religion - I could die for it.”

“To SorrowI bade good morrow,And thought to leave her far away behind;But cheerly, cheerly,She loves me dearly;She is so constant to me, and so kind.”

“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”

“I do think the barsThat kept my spirit in are burst - that IAm sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!How beautiful thou art!”

“Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.”

“With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.”

“That men, who might have tower'd in the vanOf all the congregated world, to fanAnd winnow from the coming step of timeAll chaff of custom, wipe away all slimeLeft by men-slugs and human serpentry,Have been content to let occasion die,Whilst they did sleep in love's Elysium.”

“If I am destined to be happy with you here—how short is the longest Life—I wish to believe in immortality—I wish to live with you for ever.”