John Donne Quotes
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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.
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And dare love that, and say so too, And forget the He and She.
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Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
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Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.
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Hee drinkes misery, and he tastes happinesse; he mowes misery, and he gleanes happinesse; he journeys in misery, he does but walke in happinesse.
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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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She, and comparisons are odious.
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Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love.