John Donne

1572 - 1631

A Quote by John Donne on soul

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Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: Sermon XLVIII

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A Quote by John Donne on divinity, faith, and reason

Reason is our Soules left hand, Faith her right, By these wee reach divinity. . . .

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: "To the Countess of Bedford,” c. 1607-8

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A Quote by John Donne on hell and solitude

Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: Meditations, Meditation V

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A Quote by John Donne on day, death, and life

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 (1572 - 1631)

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A Quote by John Donne

Take heed of loving me.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: The Prohibition, st. 1

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A Quote by John Donne on darkness, day, lies, and love

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 (1572 - 1631)

Source: Break of Day, st. I

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A Quote by John Donne on world

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I am a little world made cunningly Of elements, and an angelic sprite.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: Holy Sonnets, no. 5

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A Quote by John Donne on present and world

What if this present were the world's last night?

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: Holy Sonnets, No. 13, L 1

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A Quote by John Donne on day

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'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day, being the shortest day, st. I

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A Quote by John Donne on death, friendship, and mankind

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 friends 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 bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Source: Meditation XVII

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