Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
John DonneThe rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
John DonneLove, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
John DonneThe rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
John Donne