John Donne Quotes
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Let not one bring Learning, another Diligence, another Religion, but every one bring all.
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It is too little to call man a little world, except God, man is a diminutive to nothing. Man consists of more pieces, more parts, than the world; than the world doth, nay, than the world is.
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Absence, hear thou my protestation Against thy strength, Distance, and length; Do what thou canst for alteration
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But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.
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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.
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The day breaks not, it is my heart.
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I have done one braver thing Than all the Worthies did; And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is to keep that hid.
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Since I am coming to that holy room, Where, with thy choir of saints forevermore, I shall be made thy music; as I come I tune the instrument here at the door, And what I must do then, think here before.
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On a huge hill, Cragged and steep, Truth stands, and hee that will Reach her, about must, and about must goe; And what the hills suddenness resists, winne so; Yet strive so, that before age, deaths twilight, Thy Soule rest, for none can worke in that night.
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Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend.
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Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee, As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, To taste whole joys.
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Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and their map, who lie Flat on this bed.
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Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it.
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And what is so intricate, so entangling as death? Who ever got out of a winding sheet?
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We then, who are this new soul, know Of what we are compos'd and made, For th' atomies of which we grow Are souls, whom no change can invade. But oh alas, so long, so far, Our bodies why do we forbear? They'are ours, though they'are not we; we are The intelligences, they the spheres.
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Twice and thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.
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More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
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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 mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.
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Take heed of loving me.
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When my mouth shall be filled with dust, and the worm shall feed, and feed sweetly upon me, when the ambitious man shall have no satisfaction if the poorest alive tread upon him, nor the poorest receive any contentment in being made equal to princes, for they shall be equal but in dust.
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He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.
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Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
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Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.
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Who are a little wise, the best fools be.