425 Quotes by John Donne

I long to talk with some old lover’s ghost, Who died before the god of love was born.

Dull sublunary lovers love.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

And to ’scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

No man ever saw God and lived; and yet, I shall not live till I see God; and when I have seen him I shall never die.

Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.

Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

Thou, sun, art half as happy as we.

Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity.