Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever. – John Keats
I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman — they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence. – John Keats
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel. – John Keats
Axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses: We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the Author. – John Keats