I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. – John Donne
Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak. – John Donne
I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry. – John Donne
Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak. – John Donne
We are all conceived in close prison; in our mothers wombs, we are close prisoners all; when we are born, we are born but to the liberty of the house; prisoners still, though within larger walls; and then all our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death. – John Donne
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. – John Donne