Be thine own palace, or the worlds thy jail. – John Donne
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

Be thine own palace, or the worlds thy jail. – John Donne
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
Any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls it tolls for thee. – John Donne
Natures great masterpiece, an elephant the only harmless great thing. – John Donne