There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
John Keats (1795 - 1821)
Source: Lamia. Part ii.
Contributed by: Zaady
It can be said of him, when he departed he took a Man's life with him. No sounder piece of British manhood was put together in that eighteenth century of Time.
Source: Sir Walter Scott. London and Westminster Review, 1838.
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they?
Source: Burns. Edinburgh Review, 1828.
Literary men are . . . a perpetual priesthood.
Source: State of German Literature.
Literature is the Thought of thinking Souls.
Love in a hut, with water and crust, Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust; Love in a palace is perhaps at last More grievous torment than a hermit's fast.
The uttered part of a man's life, let us always repeat, bears to the unuttered, unconscious part a small unknown proportion. He himself never knows it, much less do others.
We are firm believers in the maxim that for all right judgment of any man or thing it is useful, nay, essential, to see his good qualities before pronouncing on his bad.
Source: Goethe. Edinburgh Review, 1828.
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
Source: Letter to George and Georgiana Keats (May 1819)
Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
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