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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

John Donne

In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.
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God Image Myself Soul Visit
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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Expression Feeling Grave Human Thinking Word
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
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Body One Liner Worth
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Alcohol Drink Honesty Leadership
Friends are ourselves.
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Friendship One Liner Ourselves
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
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
JOHN DONNE

Exception Freedom Prison Yourself
How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be.
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Absence Greatness Love Presence
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
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Criticism Death Life Ourselves
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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Glory Ourselves Peace Responsibility Wake Up
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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Death God Kill Myself Poor Proud Thinking
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Beautiful Build Death Love
No man is an island unto himself.
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Himself Island 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.
JOHN DONNE

Affordable Comfortable God Himself Power Praise
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.
JOHN DONNE

Gold Hands Happiness Live Love Silver
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
JOHN DONNE

Life Love Myself Wonder

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