Art is the most passionate orgy within mans grasp. – John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. – John Donne

Art is the most passionate orgy within mans grasp. – John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. – John Donne
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though it be but an hour ago and lovers hours be full eternity. – John Donne