I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the hearts affections, and the truth of imagination. – John Keats
Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of memory! – John Keats
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the hearts affections, and the truth of imagination. – John Keats
Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of memory! – John Keats
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that. – John Keats