John Keats Quotes

Thou art a dreaming thing,
A fever of thyself.

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

Touch has a memory. O say, love, say,
What can I do to kill it and be free?

You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.

My chest of books divide amongst my friends —

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

It ought to come like the leaves to the trees, or it better not come at all.

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

I 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.

- To Sorrow

My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you … I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you.

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

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget...

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

It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores

I will clamber through the clouds and exist.