Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time

Quote by John Donne

Topics: Love Quotes, Seasons Quotes, Time Quotes

As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it...

As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it...

Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right.

Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right.

Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.

Twice or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name.

He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say,...

He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say,...

Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.

Wicked is not much worse than indiscreet.

And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out;...

And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out;...

More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.

I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.

When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated...

When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated...

Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.

Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.

My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, but after one such love can...

My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, but after one such love can...

Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.

Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.

I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.

I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art...

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art...

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

The day breaks not, it is my heart.

The day breaks not, it is my heart.

Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee.

Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee.

Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure...

Love was as subtly caught, as a disease; But being got it is a treasure...

Love's pure silver flame gives each innermost spirit invisible warmth.

Love's pure silver flame gives each innermost spirit invisible warmth.

A beauty is a woman you notice; A charmer is one who notices you.

A beauty is a woman you notice; A charmer is one who notices you.

You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but...

You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but...