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

Quote by John Keats

Topics: Beauty Quotes

You are always new, The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

You are always new, The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.

There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced; even a proverb is no proverb to...

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced; even a proverb is no proverb to...

I would jump down Etna for any public good - but I hate a mawkish...

I would jump down Etna for any public good - but I hate a mawkish...

Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy...

Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy...

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick...

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick...

I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who...

I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who...

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.

I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you...

I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you...

On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence.

On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He...

You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He...

Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous - who...

Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous - who...

Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty...

Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty...

Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed...

Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed...

Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and...

Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and...

Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of...

Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of...

Let your best be for your friend...

Let your best be for your friend...

Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's.

Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's.

The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears

The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears

Simple pleasures are always the last refuge of the complex

Simple pleasures are always the last refuge of the complex