I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top. – John Keats
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – John Keats
I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top. – John Keats
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – John Keats
I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise. – John Keats
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. – John Keats
In depression…faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no rememdy will come, not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul. – William Styron