Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter - John Keats

The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.

I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a Poem and to be given away by a Novel.

"If I should die," said I to myself, "I have left no immortal work behind me — nothing to make my friends proud of my memory — but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered."