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

Quote by John Donne

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

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

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the...

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the...

God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his...

God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his...

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the...

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the...

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

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.

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,...

Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.

Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send...

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send...

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.

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.

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.

As soon as there was two there was pride

As soon as there was two there was pride

Love is agrowing, to full constant light; and his first minute, after noon, is night.

Love is agrowing, to full constant light; and his first minute, after noon, is night.

Imagine God to be at play with us, but a gamester...

Imagine God to be at play with us, but a gamester...

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...

Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.

Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it.

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.

For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.

But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.