Quote

Be more than man, or thou'rt less than an ant.

John Donne

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

John Donne
Died: 1631
Died: March 31
Lawyer
Pastor
Poet
Politician
Songwriter
Translator
Writer
London
England
Very Rev. John Donne
Ants
Superiority
Thou
Less
Men

More quotes by John Donne

Image
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.
John Donne
Image
Since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.
John Donne
Image
Nothing but man of all envenomed things, doth work upon itself, with inborn stings.
John Donne
Image
And when a whirl-winde hath blowne the dust of the Churchyard into the Church, and man sweeps out the dust of the Church into the Church-yard, who will undertake to sift those dusts again, and to pronounce, This is the Patrician, this is the noble flower, and this the yeomanly, this the Plebian bran.
John Donne
Image
If we consider eternity, into that time never entered eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.
John Donne
Image
we give each other a smile with a future in it
John Donne
Image
When my mouth shall be filled with dust, and the worm shall feed, and feed sweetly upon me, when the ambitious man shall have no satisfaction if the poorest alive tread upon him, nor the poorest receive any contentment in being made equal to princes, for they shall be equal but in dust.
John Donne
Image
My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.
John Donne
Image
Let me arrest thy thoughts, wonder with me, Why ploughing, building, ruling and the rest, Or most of those arts, whence our lives are blessed, By cursed Cain's race invented be, And blessed Seth vexed us with astronomy.
John Donne
Image
Man hath weaved out a net, and this net throwne upon the Heavens, and now they are his own.
John Donne
Image
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
John Donne
Image
To roam Giddily, and be everywhere but at home, Such freedom doth a banishment become.
John Donne
Image
I shall die reading since my book and a grave are so near.
John Donne
Image
O how feeble is man's power, that if good fortune fall, cannot add another hour, nor a lost hour recall!
John Donne
Image
All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay.
John Donne
Image
Who are a little wise the best fools be.
John Donne
Image
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
John Donne
Image
Tis true, 'tis day what though it be? O wilt thou therefore rise from me? Why should we rise, because 'tis light? Did we lie down, because 'twas night? Love which in spite of darkness brought us hither Should in despite of light keep us together.
John Donne
Image
Twice or thrice had I loved thee before I knew thy face or name, so in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, angels affect us oft, and worshiped be.
John Donne
Image
Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my knees, a noise in my ear, a light in my eye, an anything, a nothing, a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayers.
John Donne