John Keats Quotes About Life

Quotes about: Life

• A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

  John Keats

  Life, Beauty, Beautiful

  Endymion bk. 1, l. 1 (1818)

• Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

  John Keats

  Life, Depression, Wisdom

  John Keats (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Keats (Illustrated)”, p.824, Delphi Classics

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

  John Keats

  Life, Real, Experience

• The poetry of the earth is never dead.

  John Keats

  Inspirational, Life, Nature

• O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!

  John Keats

  Inspirational, Life, Climbing

  Letter to Benjamin Bailey, 22 November 1817, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 185

• A man's life of any worth is a continual allegory, and very few eyes can see the mystery of his life, a life like the scriptures, figurative.

  John Keats

  Life, Eye, Men

  John Keats (1820). “The Complete Works of John Keats”, p.29

• A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

  John Keats

  Love, Life, Beauty

  Endymion bk. 1, l. 1 (1818)

• There is a budding morrow in midnight.

  John Keats

  Inspirational, Life, Persistence

  'To Homer' (written 1818)

• The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness.

  John Keats

  Life, Ambition, Character

  'Endymion' (1818) preface

• Ghosts of melodious prophesyings rave
  Round every spot where trod Apollo's foot;
  Bronze clarions awake, and faintly bruit,
  Where long ago a giant battle was;
  And, from the turf, a lullaby doth pass
  In every place where infant Orpheus slept.
  Feel we these things? - that moment have we stept
  Into a sort of oneness, and our state
  Is like a floating spirit's. But there are
  Richer entanglements, enthralments far
  More self-destroying, leading, by degrees,
  To the chief intensity: the crown of these
  Is made of love and friendship, and sits high
  Upon the forehead of humanity.

  John Keats

  Life, Feet, Self

  John Keats, “Endymion: Book I”

• Love in a hut, with water and a crust,
  Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.

  John Keats

  Life, Dust, Water

  'Lamia' (1820) pt. 2, l. 1

• And there shall be for thee all soft delight
  That shadowy thought can win,
  A bright torch, and a casement ope at night,
  To let the warm Love in!

  John Keats

  Life, Winning, Night

  John Keats (1841). “The poetical works of John Keats”, p.203

• I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.

  John Keats

  Life, Mean, Wish

  Letter to Fanny Brawne, August 1820, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 2, p. 311

• I compare human life to a large mansion of many apartments, two of which I can only describe, the doors of the rest being as yet shut upon me.

  John Keats

  Life, Doors, Two

  John Keats (2015). “John Keats: Ode on a Grecian Urn (Unabridged): From one of the most beloved English Romantic poets, best known for his Odes, Ode to a Nightingale, Ode to Indolence, Ode to Psyche, Ode to Fanny, The Eve of St. Agnes, Lamia, Hyperion and more”, p.192, e-artnow

• The uttered part of a man's life, let us always repeat, bears to the unuttered, unconscious part a small unknown proportion. He himself never knows it, much less do others.

  John Keats

  Life, Men, Bears

• It can be said of him, when he departed he took a Man's life with him. No sounder piece of British manhood was put together in that eighteenth century of Time.

  John Keats

  Life, Men, Departed

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