Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty? — John Keats Copy Share Image
“If someone asked her just then what memory was, what the purest definition of memory was, she would say this: the street… — Zadie Smith Copy Share Image
“Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free?” — John Keats Copy Share Image
