Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
JOHN DONNEAnd what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
More John Donne Quotes
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If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
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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.
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All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
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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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Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
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No man is an island unto himself.
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For love all love of other sights controls and makes one little room an everywhere.
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How imperfect is all our knowledge!
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Friends are ourselves.
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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.
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Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
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Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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