Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure sweet, which to defend is harder than to get: And ought not be profaned on either part, for though ‘Tis got by chance, ‘Tis kept by art.
JOHN DONNEI 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.
More John Donne Quotes
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No man is an island unto himself.
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Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.
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Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
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I am a little world made cunningly.
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Friends are ourselves.
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How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
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To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
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Man is not only a contributory creature, but a total creature; he does not only make one, but he is all; he is not a piece of the world, but the world itself, and next to the glory of God, the reason why there is a world.
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I sing the progress of a deathless soul.
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O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
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The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
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God affords no man the comfort, the false comfort of Atheism: He will not allow a pretending Atheist the power to flatter himself, so far, as to seriously think there is no God.
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If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
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As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
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Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
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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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Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.
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I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.
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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.
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To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.
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Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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What if this present were the world’s last night?
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Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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