A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness. – John Keats
Theres a blush for won t, and a blush for shant, and a blush for having done it: Theres a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it. – John Keats
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that. – John Keats
The Public is a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility. – John Keats