Quotes About John Keats Poetry

#1. Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,
And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.

John Keats

#2. I find I cannot exist without Poetry

John Keats

#3. Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes.

John Keats

#4. Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity ...

John Keats

#5. If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree,
then it better not come at all.

John Keats

#6. The poetry of the earth is never dead.

John Keats

#7. I've never wanted to leave. I'm here for the rest of my life, and hopefully after that as well.

Alan Shearer

#8. They swayed about upon a rocking horse, And thought it Pegasus.

John Keats

#9. Beauty is truth, truth beauty, - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know

John Keats

#10. Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.

John Keats

#11. Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds
Along the pebbled shore of memory!
Many old rotten-timber'd boats there be
Upon thy vaporous bosom, magnified
To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,
And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry.

John Keats

#12. Tis the witching hour of night,
Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen
For what they listen?

John Keats

#13. Deep down, where my boys don't know me, I'm an optimist.

Junot Diaz

#14. Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.

John Keats

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

John Keats

#16. There are human beings in this world who are soft enough to feel every terrible thing that happens so deeply. And are still brave enough to remain constant and suffer for those who need them the most. Even the stars blink in awe of the gleam of their souls.

Nikita Gill

#17. Besides, a long poem is a test of invention, which I take to be the Polar star of Poetry, as Fancy is the sails - and Imagination the rudder.

John Keats

#18. Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not

John Keats

#19. A drainless shower
Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power;
'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.

John Keats

#20. I was too much in solitude, and consequently was obliged to be in continual burning of thought, as an only resource.

John Keats

#21. Reading is a free practice. I think the readers are free to begin by the books where they want to. They don't have to be led in their reading.

J.M.G. Le Clezio

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

John Keats

#23. My job is, I'm a photographer. I'm something of a filmmaker. And primarily, I'm an adventurer. My job is to help people fall in love with their world, their planet. With the understanding that you don't save what you don't love.

Sebastian Copeland

#24. That men, who might have tower'd in the van
Of all the congregated world, to fan
And winnow from the coming step of time
All chaff of custom, wipe away all slime
Left by men-slugs and human serpentry,
Have been content to let occasion die,
Whilst they did sleep in love's Elysium.

John Keats

#25. The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.

John Keats

#26. No one can usurp the heights ...
But those to whom the miseries of the world
Are misery, and will not let them rest.

John Keats

#27. John Keats / John Keats / John / Please put your scarf on.

J.D. Salinger

#28. Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.

John Keats

#29. Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

John Keats

#30. The past was read-only.

Ramez Naam

#31. The same that oft-times hath
charm'd magic casements,
opening on the foam
of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn.

John Keats