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More Quotes by John Keats
I have so much of you in my heart.
All writing is a form of prayer.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
Stop and consider! life is but a day
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.
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
