There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness. – John Keats
There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness. – John Keats
There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object. – John Keats
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul? – John Keats