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More Quotes by John Keats
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
To silence gossip, don't repeat it.
I have so much of you in my heart.
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
All writing is a form of prayer.
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.
