1. John Donne - “Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove, Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.”

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2. John Donne - “Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right.”

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3. John Donne - “Despair is the damp of hell, As joy is the serenity of heaven.”

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4. John Donne - “I wonder by my troth what thou, and I Did, till we loved.”

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5. John Donne - “Sleep is pain's easiest salve, and doth fulfill all offices of death, except to kill.”

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6. John Donne - “Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.”

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7. John Donne - “Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!”

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8. John Donne - “Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea for nothing but to make him sick.”

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9. John Donne - “Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.”

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10. John Donne - “Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.”

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11. John Donne - “She, and comparisons are odious.”

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12. John Donne - “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. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.”

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13. John Donne - “All Kings, and all their favorites, All glory of honors, beauties, wits, The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass, Is elder by a year, now, than it was When thou and I first one another saw: All other things, to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hash, nor yesterday, Running, it never runs from us away, But truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.”

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14. John Donne - “I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so In whining poetry.”

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15. John Donne - “God is so omnipresent.... God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.”

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16. John Donne - “I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call in, and invite God, and his Angels thither, and when they are there, I neglect God and his Angels, for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.”

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17. John Donne - “Twice or thrice I loved thee Before I knew thy face or name So in a voice, so in shapeless flame, Angels affect us oft, and worshipped be.”

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18. John Donne - “Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; For, thus friends absent speak.”

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19. John Donne - “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; God emploies several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God's hand is in every translation; and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again, for that library where every book shall lie open to one another.”

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20. John Donne - “Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.”

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21. John Donne - “No man is an Island, entire of it self; 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 friends 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 bell tolls; It tolls for thee.”

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22. John Donne - “I have done one braver thing Than all the Worthies did; And yet a braver thence doth spring, Which is, to keep that hid.”

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23. John Donne - “And now good morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room, an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.”

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24. John Donne - “Yesternight the sun went hence, And yet is here today.”

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25. John Donne - “The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.”

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