Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue. – John Dryden

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
Look around the inhabited world; how few know their own good, or knowing it, pursue. – John Dryden