What if this present were the world’s last night?
JOHN DONNEPoor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!
More John Donne Quotes
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How great love is, presence best trial makes, But absence tries how long this love will be.
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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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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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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Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.
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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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There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.
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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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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
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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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We give each other a smile with a future in it.
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There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.
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Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.
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