He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God. – John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. – John Donne
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies. – John Donne
God employs several translators some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. – John Donne
Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak. – John Donne
Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right. – John Donne
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent. – John Donne
