In heaven it is always autumn.
JOHN DONNETo be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
More John Donne Quotes
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If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
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O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
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God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
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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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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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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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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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As soon as there was two there was pride.
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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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Friends are ourselves.
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How much shall I be changed, before I am changed!
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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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Nature hath no goal though she hath law.
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Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.
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Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
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So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
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Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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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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I am a little world made cunningly.
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Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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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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The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
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Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
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Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
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