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.
By: John Keats
I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.
There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
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.
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
There is nothing stable in the world; uproars your only music.
He neer is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.
I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.
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