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.
JOHN DONNEPoetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
More John Donne Quotes
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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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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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Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
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Who are a little wise the best fools be.
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Be thine own palace, or the world’s thy jail.
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Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
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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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What if this present were the world’s last night?
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Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
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If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
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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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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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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
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Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
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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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