Quotes from John Keats

What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.

My spirit is too weak--mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagin'd pinnacle and steep Of godlike hardship tells me I must die Like a sick Eagle looking at the sky.

If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.

I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.

O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!

You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour...

I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.

Thou art a dreaming thing, A fever of thyself.

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

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.

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