"I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so."
"No man is an Island, entire of itself; 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 promitory 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."
"Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail."
"To be no part of any body, is to be nothing."
"Full nakedness!<BR>All joyes are due to thee,<BR>As souls unbodied,<BR>Bodies uncloth'd must be<BR>To taste whole joyes."
"Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time."
"More than kisses, letters mingle souls."
"Love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere."
"Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies."
"Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail."
"I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so."
"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."
"Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time."
"Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, nor as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons."
"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."
"Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail."
"Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, nor as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons."
"Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time."
"Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail."
"Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time."
"More than kisses, letters mingle souls."
"I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so."
"No man is an Island, entire of itself; 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 promitory 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."
"Love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere."
"Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies."