John Donne Quotes - Page 2

• John Donne / Poet

I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.

• John Donne / Poet

A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .

• John Donne / Poet

Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.

• John Donne / Poet

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

• John Donne / Poet

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?

• John Donne / Poet

Enjoyment always has a spoiling, otherwise it cannot be so.

• John Donne / Poet

The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.

• John Donne / Poet

I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.

• John Donne / Poet

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

• John Donne / Poet

Young men mend not their sight by using old men's spectacles.

• John Donne / Poet

Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.

• John Donne / Poet

Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love?

• John Donne / Poet

Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul!

• John Donne / Poet

And dare love that, and say so too, And forget the He and She.

• John Donne / Poet

But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.

• John Donne / Poet

Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.

• John Donne / Poet

I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.

• John Donne / Poet

So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.

• John Donne / Poet

. . . Change is the nursery Of musicke, joy, life and eternity.

• John Donne / Poet

Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.

• John Donne / Poet

All occasions invite His mercies, and all times are His seasons.

• John Donne / Poet

Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper.

• John Donne / Poet

Oh do not die, for I shall hate All women so, when thou art gone.

• John Donne / Poet

The Psalms foretell what I, what any shall do and suffer and say.

• John Donne / Poet

At the round earth's imagined corners, blow your trumpets, angels.

• John Donne / Poet

Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.

• John Donne / Poet

All our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death.

• John Donne / Poet

Of all the commentaries on the Scriptures, good examples are the best.

• John Donne / Poet

Though truth and falsehood be Near twins, yet truth a little elder is.

• John Donne / Poet

Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.

• John Donne / Poet

He that desires to print a book, should much more desire, to be a book.

• John Donne / Poet

If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.

• John Donne / Poet

I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.

• John Donne / Poet

Chastity is not chastity in an old man, but a disability to be unchaste.

• John Donne / Poet

All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay.

• John Donne / Poet

God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his Sabbath.

• John Donne / Poet

That soul that can reflect upon itself, consider itself, is more than so.

• John Donne / Poet

There is no health; physicians say that we, at best, enjoy but neutrality.

• John Donne / Poet

Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity

• John Donne / Poet

The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.

• John Donne / Poet

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.

• John Donne / Poet

Send home my long strayed eyes to me, Which (Oh) too long have dwelt on thee.

• John Donne / Poet

I shall not live 'till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.

• John Donne / Poet

All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain.

• John Donne / Poet

Good is not good, unless A thousand it possess, But doth waste with greediness.

• John Donne / Poet

Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.

• John Donne / Poet

Our faults are not seen, But past us; neither felt, but only in The punishment.

• John Donne / Poet

As peace is of all goodness, so war is an emblem, a hieroglyphic, of all misery.

• John Donne / Poet

Can there be worse sickness, than to know that we are never well, nor can be so?

• John Donne / Poet

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.