Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
JOHN DONNEIn heaven it is always autumn.
More John Donne Quotes
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Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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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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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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Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
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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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Pleasure is none, if not diversified.
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.
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For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love.
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As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there.
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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
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When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.
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