John Donne

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Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.
- John Donne
Collection: Great
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Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
- John Donne
Collection: Beauty
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Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right.
- John Donne
Collection: Faith
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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.
- John Donne
Collection: Death
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Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
- John Donne
Collection: Death
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Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
- John Donne
Collection: Time
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Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
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Collection: Motivational
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As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no.
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Collection: Sad
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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Collection: Love
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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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Collection: Age
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For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.
- John Donne
Collection: Love
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But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.
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Collection: Space
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No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
- John Donne
Collection: Beauty
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I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.
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Collection: Poetry
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Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
- John Donne
Collection: Integrity
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.
- John Donne
Collection: Inspirational
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Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
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Collection: Wisdom
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No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
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Collection: Teamwork
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All mankind is one volume. When one man dies, a chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. And every chapter must be translated. God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. But God's hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall live open to one another
- John Donne
Collection: Life
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I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
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Collection: Funny
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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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Collection: Death
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we give each other a smile with a future in it
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Collection: Giving
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As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
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Collection: Friendship
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All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated....As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all....No man is an island, entire of itself...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.
- John Donne
Collection: Book
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ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee
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Collection: Death
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Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
- John Donne
Collection: Truth
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O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
- John Donne
Collection: Thinking
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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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Collection: Heavenly
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Be more than man, or thou'rt less than an ant.
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Collection: Men
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Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
- John Donne
Collection: Humiliation
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Death is an ascension to a better library.
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Collection: Library
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The whole life of Christ was a continual Passion; others die martyrs but Christ was born a martyr. He found a Golgotha even in Bethlehem, where he was born; for to his tenderness then the straws were almost as sharp as the thorns after, and the manger as uneasy at first as his cross at last. His birth and his death were but one continual act, and his Christmas day and his Good Friday are but the evening and morning of one and the same day. And as even his birth is his death, so every action and passage that manifests Christ to us is his birth, for Epiphany is manifestation.
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Collection: Friday
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Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
- John Donne
Collection: Love
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I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?
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Collection: Love
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I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
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Collection: Love
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Oft from new truths, and new phrase, new doubts grow, As strange attire aliens the men we know.
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Collection: Men
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Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st thou then?
- John Donne
Collection: Art
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Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
- John Donne
Collection: Men
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And new philosophy calls all in doubt, The element of fire is quite put out; The sun is lost, and the earth, and no man's wit Can well direct him where to look for it. And freely men confess that this world's spent, When in the planets, and the firmament They seek so many new; then see that this Is crumbled out again to his atomies. 'Tis all in pieces, all coherence gone; All just supply, and all relation: Prince, subject, Father, Son, are things forgot.
- John Donne
Collection: Father
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Great sins are great possessions; but levities and vanities possess us too; and men had rather part with Christ than with any possession.
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Collection: Men
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I did best when I had least truth for my subjects.
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Collection: Subjects
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My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.
- John Donne
Collection: World
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Tis true, 'tis day; what though it be? O wilt thou therefore rise from me? Why should we rise, because 'tis light? Did we lie down, because 'twas night? Love which in spite of darkness brought us hither Should in despite of light keep us together.
- John Donne
Collection: Lying
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Let not thy divining heart Forethink me any ill; Destiny may take thy part, And may thy fears fulfill.
- John Donne
Collection: Heart
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All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year, now, than it was When thou and I first one another saw: All other things, to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hash, nor yesterday, Running, it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.
- John Donne
Collection: Running
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Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification; and as without this, without holiness, no man shall see God, though he pore whole nights upon his Bible; so without that, without humility, no man shall hear God speak to his soul, though he hear three two-hour sermons every day.
- John Donne
Collection: Humility
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And if there be any addition to knowledge, it is rather a new knowledge than a greater knowledge; rather a singularity in a desire of proposing something that was not knownat all beforethananimproving, anadvancing, a multiplying of former inceptions; and by that means, no knowledge comes to be perfect.
- John Donne
Collection: Mean
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At the round earth's imagined corners, blow your trumpets, angels.
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Collection: Angel
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For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness He ruined me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death; things which are not.
- John Donne
Collection: Love
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Commemoration of Richard Meux Benson, Founder of the Society of St John the Evangelist, 1915 Our critical day is not the very day of our death, but the whole course of our life; I thank him, that prays for me when my bell tolls; but I thank him much more, that catechizes me, or preaches to me, or instructs me how to live.
- John Donne
Collection: Life