John Donne Quotes About Heaven

Quotes about: Heaven

• In heaven it is always autumn.

  John Donne

  Autumn, Heaven

  John Donne, John Carey (2000). “John Donne: The Major Works”, p.356, Oxford University Press, USA

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

  John Donne

  Joy, Serenity, Heaven

• True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in.

  John Donne

  True Joy, Heaven, Soul

  John Donne (1839). “The Works of John Donne: With a Memoir of His Life”, p.80

• Who ever comes to shroud me, do not harm Nor question much That subtle wreath of hair, which crowns my arm; The mystery, the sign you must not touch, For 'tis my outward soul, Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone, Will leave this to control, And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.

  John Donne

  Hair, Heaven, Soul

  'Songs and Sonnets' 'The Funeral'

• God made sun and moon to distinguish the seasons, and day and night; and we cannot have the fruits of the earth but in their seasons. But God hath made no decrees to distinguish the seasons of His mercies. In Paradise the fruits were ripe the first minute, and in heaven it is always autumn. His mercies are ever in their maturity.

  John Donne

  God, Autumn, Maturity

  John Donne (1963). “John Donne's Sermons on the Psalms and Gospels: With a Selection of Prayers and Meditations”, p.182, Univ of California Press

• The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.

  John Donne

  Love, Heaven, Should

  John Donne (2013). “Delphi Complete Poetical Works of John Donne (Illustrated)”, p.118, Delphi Classics

• The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.

  John Donne

  Heaven, Kingdoms, Rich

  John Donne (1839). “The works of John Donne. With a memoir by H. Alford”, p.196

• Verse hath a middle nature: heaven keeps souls, The grave keeps bodies, verse the fame enrols.

  John Donne

  Heaven, Soul, Body

  1611 'An Anatomy of the World: The First Anniversary'.

• Man hath weaved out a net, and this net throwne upon the Heavens, and now they are his own.

  John Donne

  Men, Heaven

  John Donne (1996). “Selected Poetry”, p.15, Oxford University Press, USA

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