john donne Quotes

Love, built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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— John Donne
But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.
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— John Donne
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
— John Donne
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
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— John Donne
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.
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— John Donne
A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .
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— John Donne
I am a little world made cunningly.
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— John Donne
I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.
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— John Donne
Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
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— John Donne
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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— John Donne
Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my knees, a noise in my ear, a light in my eye, an anything, a nothing, a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayers.
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— John Donne
Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest, to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.
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— John Donne
Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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— John Donne
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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— John Donne
Death is an ascension to a better library.
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— John Donne
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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— John Donne
we give each other a smile with a future in it
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— John Donne
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
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— John Donne
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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— John Donne
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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— John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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— John Donne
And dare love that, and say so too, And forget the He and She.
— John Donne
I would not that death should take me asleep. I would not have him merely seize me, and only declare me to be dead, but win me, and overcome me. When I must shipwreck, I would do it in a sea, where mine impotency might have some excuse; not in a sullen weedy lake, where I could not have so much as exercise for my swimming.
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— John Donne
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
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— John Donne
I neglect God and his angles for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
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— John Donne
On a huge hill, Cragged, and steep, Truth stands, and hee that willReach her, about must, and about must goo.
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— John Donne
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the god of love was born.
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— John Donne
I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.
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— John Donne
Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!
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— John Donne
All mankind is one volume. When one man dies, a chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. And every chapter must be translated. God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. But God's hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall live open to one another
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— John Donne
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
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— John Donne
ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee
— John Donne
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
— John Donne
Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.
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— John Donne
Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.
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— John Donne
God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
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Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
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— John Donne
john donne
Birth    : January 22, 1572
Death  : March 31, 1631
Occupation  : Poet