Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven. John Donne More Quotes by John Donne More Quotes From John Donne And swear No where Lives a woman true, and fair. John Donne swearwomenlife Goe and catche a falling starre, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me, where all past yeares are, Or who cleft the Divel's foot. Teach me to hear Mermaides' singing, Or to keep of envies stinging, And finde What winde Serves to advance an honest minde. John Donne honestychildrenfall A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat . John Donne lionscatmen How much shall I be changed, before I am changed! John Donne positive-attitudechangedattitude Good is not good, unless A thousand it possess, But doth waste with greediness. John Donne greedinesswastegoodness What gnashing is not a comfort, what gnawing of the worm is not a tickling, what torment is not a marriage bed to this damnation, to be secluded eternally, eternally, eternally from the sight of God? John Donne ticklingmarriagesight If every gnat that flies were an archangel, all that could but tell me that there is a God; and the poorest worm that creeps tells me that. John Donne gnatscreepsgod To an incompetent judge I must not lie, but I may be silent; to a competent I must answer. John Donne judginganswerslying All our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death. John Donne prison-lifelife-and-deathgoing-out Love is a growing, or full constant light; And his first minute, after noon, is night. John Donne lightlovenight Without outward declarations, who can conclude an inward love? John Donne declarationinwardlove The distance from nothing to a little, is ten thousand times more, than from it to the highest degree in this life. John Donne progressdegreesdistance Can there be worse sickness, than to know that we are never well, nor can be so? John Donne sicknesswellsknows All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay. John Donne our-lovedecaydestruction My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die. John Donne diesworld He that desires to print a book, should much more desire, to be a book. John Donne shoulddesirebook And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night. John Donne scapeseverlastingnight To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts. John Donne graveshumansfeels Men are sponges, which, to pour out, receive; John Donne angelintegritymen Women are like the arts, forced unto none, Open to all searchers, unprized, if unknown. John Donne searcherswomenart
