Keats

poet

Title	Category
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.	Uncategorized
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.	Uncategorized
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.	Uncategorized
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.	Uncategorized