Quote by John Donne Download Open image “Death, thou shalt die.” — John Donne ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
Thou shalt not kill; but needst not strive officiously to keep alive. — Arthur Hugh Clough Copy Share Image
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die. — John Donne Copy Share Image
Death hangs over thee, While thou still live, while thou may, do good. — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
And thou shalt go to thy fathers in peace; thou shalt be buried in a good old age. — Bible Copy Share Image
In me didst thou exist-and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself. — Edgar Allan Poe 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