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Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper.
John Donne
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John Donne
Died: 1631
Died: March 31
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Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it. No man hath affliction enough that is not matured and ripened by it and made fit for God.
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