it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously - I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.

Is there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.

I never can feel certain of any truth, but from a clear perception of its beauty.

His religion at best is an anxious wish,-like that of Rabelais, a great Perhaps.

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.

If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.

It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores