I cry your mercy, pity, love - ay, love! Merciful love that tantalizes not,...– John Keats
Do you know how much damage we could do to each other in an hour?– Some Kind of Wonderful
I cannot express it; but surely you and every body have a notion that there is,...– Wuthering Heights
I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.– Edgar Allan Poe
how adorable is she?
I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the...– Martin Luther King Jr.
Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of...– John Keats
I curse not, for my heart is lost in thine
Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains - ‘twas a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies. It seemed he never, never could redeem From such a steadfast spell his lady’s eyes; So mused awhile, entoiled in woofed...