How imperfect is all our knowledge!
JOHN DONNEOur critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
More John Donne Quotes
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.
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Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.
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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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Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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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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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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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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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
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Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
JOHN DONNE