John Keats

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; It will never Pass into nothingness. ↗

— John Keats

#beauty

It ought to come like the leaves to the trees, or it better not come at all. ↗

— John Keats

#love

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

— John Keats

#nature

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

— John Keats

#love #poetry #faith

You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task. ↗

— John Keats

#byron #describe #describes #difference #great

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

— John Keats

#life #reality #experience

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

— John Keats

#life

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

#art

Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir. ↗

— John Keats

#dreams

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer ↗

— John Keats

#nature #scenery #nature