A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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Love is my religion - I could die for it.
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The opinion I have of the generality of women—who appear to me as children to whom I would rather give a sugar plum than my time, forms a ba...
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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains / My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.
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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of imagination. What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth - whether it existed before or not.
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I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affection and the truth of imagination.
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Do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: we know her woof, her texture; she is given in the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, conquer all mysteries by rule and line, empty the haunted air, and gnome mine unweave a rainbow.
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I muse with the greatest affection on every flower I have known from my infancy - their shapes and colours are as new to me as if I had just created them with a superhuman fancy - It is because they are connected with the most thoughtless and happiest moments of our lives.
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Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul
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Don't be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience. Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success, inasmuch as every discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true, and every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist / Wolf 's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine.
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If I should die, I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered.
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'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' -- that is allYe know on Earth, and all ye need to know.
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Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced -- even a proverb is no proverb to you till your life has illustrated it.
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O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness
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To know the change and feel it,
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I love you the more that I believe you have liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
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What the imagination seizes as beauty must be the truth.
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O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap of murky buildings
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Should ever the fine-eyed maid to me be kind; Ah! surely it must be whenever I find; Some flowery spot, sequestered, wild, romantic; That often must have seen a poet frantic.
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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.
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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.
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O Sorrow, / Why dost borrow / Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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Beauty is truth, truth beauty. That is all ye know, and all ye need to know.
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The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.
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The automobile changed our dress, manners, social customs, vacation habits, the shape of our cities, consumer purchasing patterns, common tastes and positions in intercourse
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