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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

John Donne

Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.
JOHN DONNE

Love Myself Oneself Sin
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
JOHN DONNE

Alcohol Drink Honesty Leadership
Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
JOHN DONNE

Love Season Time
Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.
JOHN DONNE

Glory Ourselves Peace Responsibility Wake Up
Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.
JOHN DONNE

Hands Let Go
The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.
JOHN DONNE

Gift Heaven Material Poor Rich
God is so omnipresent. God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
JOHN DONNE

Angel God Present Stone Straw
Be thine own palace, or the world’s thy jail.
JOHN DONNE

Palace Prison World
I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.
JOHN DONNE

Count God Goodness Life Myself
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 DONNE

Creature Glory God Man Pieces Reason World
We give each other a smile with a future in it.
JOHN DONNE

Each Other Future One Liner
Art is the most passionate orgy within man’s grasp.
JOHN DONNE

Art Compassionate Hold Man
All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.
JOHN DONNE

Invitation Mercy Occasion Sesaon Time
So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
JOHN DONNE

Affect Angel Flame Voice
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
JOHN DONNE

Dreams Fantasy God Joy Myself Relationship
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.
JOHN DONNE

Endurance Expansion Gold Myself Soul

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