I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
— John Keats
Famous Quotes
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.
Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.
My spirit is too weak — mortalityLike a sick Eagle looking at the sky.
In drear-nighted December,Their green felicity.
But were there ever anyWas never said in rhyme.
It keeps eternal whisperings aroundOf Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Shed no tear! O shed no tear!Young buds sleep in the root's white core.
This living hand, now warm and capableI hold it towards you.