To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
JOHN DONNELove, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
More John Donne Quotes
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Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
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Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
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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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Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.
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One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
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How imperfect is all our knowledge!
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Ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
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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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Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.
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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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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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In heaven it is always autumn.
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Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov’d?
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