Beauty is truth, truth beauty, – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. – John Keats
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. – John Keats

Beauty is truth, truth beauty, – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. – John Keats
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. – John Keats
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever. – John Keats
Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of memory! – John Keats