Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced. – John Keats
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else. – John Keats
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced. – John Keats
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else. – John Keats
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – John Keats
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever. – John Keats