“Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.”

About John Keats

1795 – 1821

English Romantic poet, author of "Ode to a Nightingale".

“How beautiful, if sorrow had not made sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.”

“Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.”

“Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.”

“To children is there any happiness which is not also noise?”

“In all this world there is nothing so beautiful as a happy child.”

“Pleasures are always children, pains always have wrinkles.”

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.”

“Distrust and caution are the parents of security.”

“Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.”