I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman — they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence. – John Keats
Beauty is truth, truth beauty, – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. – John Keats
I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman — they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence. – 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