Yet call not this long life; but think that I am, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die? — John Donne
When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. — John Donne
Keep us, lord, so awake in the duties of our callings that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory. — John Donne
God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. — John Donne