No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent. John Donne More Quotes by John Donne More Quotes From John Donne No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. John Donne summer spring beauty No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee. John Donne inspirational friendship death Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes. John Donne equal political wisdom ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee John Donne bereavement grief death All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated....As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's 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 islands men book I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so. John Donne fool love two Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail. John Donne jail motivational world More than kisses, letters mingle souls. John Donne kissing love romantic How imperfect is all our knowledge! John Donne imperfect Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time. John Donne rags time love Any man's 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 grief peace death Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day. John Donne yesterday running love O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee. John Donne suffering needs thinking When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. John Donne men death book Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book. John Donne soul love book I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd? John Donne wedding-poetry wonder love True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in. John Donne true-joy soul heaven Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance. John Donne sleep integrity night Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp. John Donne passionate men art we give each other a smile with a future in it John Donne giving
