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When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.

John Donne

Doth not a man die even in his birth? The breaking of prison is death, and what is our birth, but a breaking of prison?
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Born Break Death Deep Man Ourselves Prison Spiritual
Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.
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Love Ourselves Run True
Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
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Art Compassionate Hold Man
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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Affordable Comfortable God Himself Power Praise
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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Gift God Happiness Heart Love
Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.
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Love Myself Oneself Sin
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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Love Season Time
Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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Friendship Happiness One Liner Share
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
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Gift Heaven Material Poor Rich
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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Creature Glory God Man Pieces Reason World
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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Gold Hands Happiness Live Love Silver
And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
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Death Delicate Escape Wind
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
Friends are ourselves.
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Friendship One Liner Ourselves
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.
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Enemy Exception Friendship God Love Man Myself Vice
How imperfect is all our knowledge!
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Knowledge Ourselves Perfection
True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in.
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Heaven Joy Place Safety True World
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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Death Deep Equality Philosophy Spiritual Wisdom
If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.
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Forever Parents Short Time
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
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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Count God Goodness Life Myself
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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Art Hard Love Sick Sweet Treasure
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
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Death Forever Past Short Sleep Wake Up
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
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Beginning Humility One Liner Satisfaction
I am a little world made cunningly.
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Build Myself One Liner World
God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
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Angel God Present Stone Straw
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

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