Quotes by Donne, John

Let me arrest thy thoughts; wonder with me, why plowing, building, rul >>

As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, wh >>

Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right, by these we reach div >>

Quotations about Lovers

A lover, when he is admitted to cards, ought to be solemnly silent, an >>

Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is imp >>

Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never c >>

Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?

Donne, John