Sunday, 29 November 2009

Keats Love Quote

I so enjoyed finding a suitable love quote for the video we did for a couple recently that I've been looking for more lovely litttle lines to inspire you.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

It's from a letter John Keats wrote to his lover Fanny Brawne and is so wonderfully eloquent I have to show you the rest of the letter.

March 1820

Sweetest Fanny,

You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish? My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve. The more I have known you the more have I lov'd. In every way - even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you. I have vex'd you too much. But for Love! Can I help it? You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time. You uttered a half complaint once that I only lov'd your Beauty. Have I nothing else then to love in you but that? Do not I see a heart naturally furnish'd with wings imprison itself with me? No ill prospect has been able to turn your thoughts a moment from me. This perhaps should be as much a subject of sorrow as joy - but I will not talk of that. Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me. My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it. I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment - upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses. The anxiety shown about our Love in your last note is an immense pleasure to me; however you must not suffer such speculations to molest you any more: not will I any more believe you can have the least pique against me. Brown is gone out -- but here is Mrs Wylie -- when she is gone I shall be awake for you. -- Remembrances to your Mother.

Your affectionate, J. Keats

He was already dying of tuberculosis when he wrote this at only 23 and the tragedy only makes the pure emotion more poignant.


  1. Sheer beauty. How rare are the glimpses into another's heart.

  2. What a lovely comment Eve, thanks.

  3. For those whom have truly loved another, his words hold deep and true meaning. Many have felt this way, most never can express those thoughts into words. Lovely and very powerful.

  4. Thank you for posting this, I needed my heart filled with beautiful words today. Keat's poems and letters are some of the most soul inspiring that I know.


  5. Glad you're all feeling inspired by this. It'd be so lovely to be able to be so articulate wouldn't it?!

  6. I love love love this. Beautiful.


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