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God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

John Donne

Death is an ascension to a better library.
JOHN DONNE

Better Death Library
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
JOHN DONNE

Friendship Happiness One Liner Share
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.
JOHN DONNE

Enemy Exception Friendship God Love Man Myself Vice
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
JOHN DONNE

Body Clothes Joy Naked Soul Taste
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
JOHN DONNE

Despair Heaven Hell Joy
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
JOHN DONNE

Death God Kill Myself Poor Proud Thinking
As soon as there was two there was pride.
JOHN DONNE

Ego Number Pride
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
JOHN DONNE

Criticism Death Life Ourselves
God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
JOHN DONNE

Angel God Present Stone Straw
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
JOHN DONNE

Gift Heaven Material Poor Rich
If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
JOHN DONNE

Beautiful Desire Dreams Myself See
There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
JOHN DONNE

Establishment God Miracle Nature
Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
JOHN DONNE

Gold Hands Happiness Live Love Silver
How imperfect is all our knowledge!
JOHN DONNE

Knowledge Ourselves Perfection
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
JOHN DONNE

Best Fools One Liner Wisdom
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
JOHN DONNE

Better Book Death Language Man Translation

God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

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