Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it. No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and… — John Donne Copy Share Image
That subtle knot which makes us man So must pure lovers souls descend T affections, and to faculties, Which sense may reach… — John Donne Copy Share Image
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings. — John Donne Copy Share Image
Oft from new truths, and new phrase, new doubts grow, As strange attire aliens the men we know. — John Donne Copy Share Image
And when a whirl-winde hath blowne the dust of the Churchyard into the Church, and man sweeps out the dust of the… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification; and as without this, without holiness, no man shall see God, though he pore whole nights… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Men perish with whispering sins-nay, with silent sins, sins that never tell the conscience that they are sins, as often with crying… — John Donne Copy Share Image
And new philosophy calls all in doubt, The element of fire is quite put out; The sun is lost, and the earth,… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Man hath weaved out a net, and this net throwne upon the Heavens, and now they are his own. — John Donne Copy Share Image
As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the… — John Donne Copy Share Image
God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his Sabbath. — John Donne Copy Share Image
Chastity is not chastity in an old man, but a disability to be unchaste. — John Donne Copy Share Image
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life. — John Donne Copy Share Image
All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but… — John Donne Copy Share Image
We study health, and we deliberate upon our meats and drink and air and exercises, and we hew and we polish every stone that… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Various content To your eyes, ears, and tongue, and every part. If then your body go, what need you a heart? — John Donne Copy Share Image
“Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ; That I may rise,… — John Donne Copy Share Image
That which attempts to elevate the ugly to the level of beauty becomes neither; but an obscenity. — John Donne Copy Share Image
For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull… — John Donne Copy Share Image
As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and… — John Donne Copy Share Image
All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by… — John Donne Copy Share Image
