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

Quote by John Keats

Topics: Beauty Quotes

Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers

Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers

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.

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

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

'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all...

'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all...

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...

Health is my expected heaven.

Health is my expected heaven.

Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips, bidding adieu

Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips, bidding adieu

Then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love...

Then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love...

Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for...

Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for...

There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among...

There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among...

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

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...

Love is like the moon, when it does not increase, it decreases

Love is like the moon, when it does not increase, it decreases

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

When I have fears that I may cease to be, Before my pen has gleaned...

When I have fears that I may cease to be, Before my pen has gleaned...

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...

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...

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.

It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his...

It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his...

He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.

He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.