I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
JOHN DONNEThere 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.
More John Donne Quotes
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Who are a little wise the best fools be.
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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In heaven it is always autumn.
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Death is an ascension to a better library.
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I am a little world made cunningly.
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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
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Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
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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.
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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What if this present were the world’s last night?
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Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
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I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
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