I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
John KeatsI am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heartโs affections and the truth of the Imagination โ What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth โ whether it existed before or not โ for I have the same Idea of all our Passions as of Love they are all in their sublime, creative of essential Beauty . . .
John Keats