Quotes of: Keats Keyword

... Coexisting with the radiant masculinity of Apollonian Keats is a lunar poet of enchanted night in thrall to the goddess Hecate.

John Keats: A New Life

[Keating stands on his desk] John Keating: Why do I stand up here? Anybody? Dalton: To feel taller! John Keating: No! [Dings a bell with his foot] John Keating: Thank you for playing Mr. Dalton. I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must cons...

Dead Poets Society

Todd Anderson: Mr. Keating! They made everybody sign it. Nolan: Quiet, Mr. Anderson. Todd Anderson: You gotta believe me. It's true. John Keating: I do believe you, Todd. Nolan: Leave, Mr. Keating. Todd Anderson: But it wasn't his fault! Nolan: Sit d...

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John Keating: Language was developed for one endeavor, and that is - Mr. Anderson? Come on, are you a man or an amoeba? [pause] John Keating: Mr. Perry? Neil: To communicate. John Keating: No! To woo women!

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Eight years ago, I was drawn into Keats's world by Andrew Motion's biography. Soon I was reading back and forth between Keats's letters and his poems. The letters were fresh, intimate and irreverent, as though he were present and speaking. The Keats ...

Jane Campion

... Whereas Hunt recommended universal charity, Keats, feeling himself 'in a Mist', relied on a knowing passivity: 'Men should bear with each other - there lives not the Man who may not be cut up, aye hashed to pieces on his weakest side'.

John Keats: A New Life

McAllister: "Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams and I'll show you a happy man." John Keating: "But only in their dreams can men be truly free. 'Twas always thus, and always thus will be." McAllister: Tennyson? John Keating: No, Keating.

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John Keats / John Keats / John / Please put your scarf on.

Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour: An Introduction

We learned in the university to consider Wordsworth and Keats as Romantics. They were only a generation apart, but Wordsworth didn't even read Keats's book when he gave him a copy.

Thom Gunn

There's no artist in this world that doesn't enjoy the dream that if they have bad reviews now, the story of Keats can redeem them, in their fantasy or imagination, in the future. I think Keats' poem 'Endymion' is a really difficult poem, and I'm not...

Jane Campion

It's been such a deep and amazing journey for me, getting close to John Keats, and also I love Shelley and Byron. I mean, the thing about the Romantic poets is that they've got the epitaph of romantic posthumously. They all died really young, and Kea...

Jane Campion

[the students are climbing onto Keating's desk to see a new perspective] John Keating: Now, don't just walk off the edge like lemmings! Look around you!

Dead Poets Society

I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.

Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

Negative Capacity, that is when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact & reason.

The Letters of John Keats: Volume 1, 1814 1818: 1814 1821

John Keating: Mr. Pitts, would you open your hymnal to page 542 and read the first stanza of the poem you find there. Pitts: [reading the poem title] "To the Virgins To Make Much of Time"? John Keating: Yes, that's the one. Somewhat appropriate, isn'...

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If you have time to be mindful, you have time to meditate.

Ajahn Chah

I'm not a clone, and I'm not a minion.

Ivanka Trump

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.

Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

John Keating: O Captain, my Captain. Who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It's from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating, or if you're slightly more daring, O Captain ...

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My heart is like a singing bird.

Christina Rossetti

Sometimes the best gain is to lose.

George Herbert