There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once. John Donne More Quotes by John Donne More Quotes From John Donne Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity John Donne soul faith hands I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call and invite God and his angels thither. John Donne whining chamber angel 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 light night lying 'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's. John Donne midnight years At most, the greatest persons are but great wens, and excrescences; men of wit and delightful conversation, but as morals for ornament, except they be so incorporated into the body of the world that they contribute something to the sustentation of the whole. John Donne greatness men world All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year, now, than it was When thou and I first one another saw: All other things, to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hash, nor yesterday, Running, it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day. John Donne elderly kings running This Extasie doth unperplex (We said) and tell us what we love, Wee see by this, it was not sexe, Wee see, we saw not what did move: But as all severall soules contain Mixture of things, they know not what, Love, these mixt souls, doth mixe againe. Loves mysteries in soules doe grow, But yet the body is his booke. John Donne soul love moving If I lose at play, I blaspheme; if my fellow loses, he blasphemes. So, God is always the loser. John Donne loser play sports Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it. John Donne suffering joy men For I am every dead thing In whom love wrought new alchemy For his art did express A quintessence even from nothingness, From dull privations, and lean emptiness He ruined me, and I am re-begot Of absence, darkness, death; things which are not. John Donne darkness love art Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty. John Donne alcohol honesty truth But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who color loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes. John Donne clothes color love That which attempts to elevate the ugly to the level of beauty becomes neither; but an obscenity. John Donne bling ugly levels Enjoyment always has a spoiling, otherwise it cannot be so. John Donne enjoyment joy happiness Sleep is pain's easiest salve, and doth fulfil John Donne pain office sleep When God's hand is bent to strike, it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God ; but to fall out of the hands of the living God is a horror beyond our expression, beyond our imagination. John Donne expression hands fall . . . Change is the nursery Of musicke, joy, life and eternity. John Donne change joy life Let me arrest thy thoughts, wonder with me, John Donne race science art As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no. John Donne virtuous soul men As peace is of all goodness, so war is an emblem, a hieroglyphic, of all misery. John Donne hieroglyphics misery war
