John Keats Quotes

"Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,
And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by? — -"On death

I have a habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am now leading a posthumous existence.

Let us away, my love, with happy speed;
There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see,
- Drown'd all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead.
Awake! arise! my love and fearless be,
For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death...

The air is all softness.

The world is too brutal for me — I am glad there is such a thing as the grave — I am sure I shall never have any rest till I get there.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomèd mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made
The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade

I find I cannot exist without Poetry

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer

My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.... I never felt my mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment- upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses

And how they kist each other's tremulous eyes.

Already with thee! tender is the night. . .
But here there is no light. . .

Love is my religion — I could die for it.

I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.