John Keats

Here lies one whose name was writ on water.

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter

Life is but a day;A fragile dew-drop on its perilous wayFrom a tree’s summit.

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

I have been astonished that men could die martyrsfor their religion--I have shuddered at it,I shudder no more.I could be martyred for my religion.Love is my religionand I could die for that.I could die for you.My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know

The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were.

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.