I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; every thing else tastes like chaff in my mouth.

More from John Keats

• She was a gordian shape of dazzling hue,
• She was a gordian shape of dazzling hue, Vermilion-spotted, golden, green, and blue; Striped like a zebra, freckled like a pard, Eyed like a peacock, and all crimson barred.
• And in the middle of all this, I started to think about the one thing that makes me feel really good and makes immediate sense...and it's you.
• Absence diminishes commonplace passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and kindles fire.
• Absence is to love as wind to fire; it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.
• Absence makes the heart grow fonder: Isle of Beauty, fare thee well!