"Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss."

"Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know."

"The world is too brutal for me-I am glad there is such a thing as the grave-I am sure I shall never have any rest till I get there."

"Nor do we merely feel these essences for one short hour no, even as these trees that whisper round a temple become soon dear as the temples self, so does the moon, the passion posey, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light unto our souls and bound to us so fast, that wheather there be shine, or gloom o'er cast, They always must be with us, or we die."

"The imagination of a boy is healthy and the mature imagination of a man is healthy but there is a space of life between in which the soul is in ferment the character undecided the way of life uncertain."

"But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy waysI cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet..Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves."

"Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity."

"Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."

"I have clung To nothing, lov'd a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!"

"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain."

"Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance."

"Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject."

"I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top."

"Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter."

"Love is my religion - I could die for it."

"Touch has a memory. O say, love, say,What can I do to kill it and be free?"

"I have good reason to be content,for thank God I can read andperhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths."

"He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead."

"My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk."

"It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel."

"Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced."

"With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration."

"That men, who might have tower'd in the vanOf all the congregated world, to fanAnd winnow from the coming step of timeAll chaff of custom, wipe away all slimeLeft by men-slugs and human serpentry,Have been content to let occasion die,Whilst they did sleep in love's Elysium."

"I do think the barsThat kept my spirit in are burst - that IAm sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!How beautiful thou art!"

"A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness."

"I must choose between despair and Energy"�"�I choose the latter."

"I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute."

"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."

"Do not all charms fly / At the mere touch of cold philosophy?"

"Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes."

"Beauty is truth truth beauty."

"There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object."

"Love in a hut with water and a crust Is - Love forgive us! - cinders ashes dust."

"To SorrowI bade good morrow,And thought to leave her far away behind;But cheerly, cheerly,She loves me dearly;She is so constant to me, and so kind."

"Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheardAre sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on."

"Beauty is truth - truth beauty - that is all Ye know on earth and all ye need to know."

"Open wide the mind's cage-door,She'll dart forth, and cloudward soar."

"Failure ... is in a sense the highway to success inasmuch as every discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true and every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterward carefully avoid."

"No one can usurp the heights...But those to whom the miseries of the worldAre misery, and will not let them rest."

"The poetry of the earth is never dead."

"For axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses."

"Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever."

"'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."

"A drainless shower of light is poesy 'tis the supreme of power 'tis might half slumb'ring on its own right arm."

"I was too much in solitude, and consequently was obliged to be in continual burning of thought, as an only resource."

"There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music."

"There is a budding tomorrow in midnight."

"Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer."