John Milton
Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold.Collection: Running
Hell has no benefits, only torture.Collection: Benefits
Lords are lordliest in their wine.Collection: Wine
Well observe The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught In what thou eat'st and drink'st.Collection: Too Much
These are thy glorious works Parent of Good, Almighty, thine this universal Frame, Thus wondrous fair; thy self how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitst above these Heavens To us invisible or dimly seen In these thy lowest works, yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and Power Divine: Speak ye who best can tell, ye Sons of light, Angels, for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, Day without Night, Circle his Throne rejoicing, ye in Heav'n, On Earth join all ye Creatures to extoll Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.Collection: God
Imparadis'd in one another's arms.Collection: Life
But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropp'd manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, 4 to perplex and dash Maturest counsels.Collection: Tongue
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.Collection: Revenge
The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.Collection: Knowledge
In Physic, things of melancholic hue and quality are used against melancholy, sour against sour, salt to remove salt humors.Collection: Ayurveda
Myself, and all the Angelic Host, that stand in the sight of God enthroned, our happy state hold, as you yours, while our obedience hold. On other surety none: freely we serve, because we freely love.Collection: Angel
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise. That last infirmity of noble mind. To scorn delights, and live laborious days.Collection: Mind
Virtue may be assailed, but never hurt, Surprised by unjust force, but not enthralled.Collection: Hurt
The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery tour, Two birds of gayest plume before him drove.Collection: Eagles
Ride the air In whirlwind.Collection: Air
None But such as are good men can give good things, And that which is not good, is not delicious To a well-govern'd and wise appetite.Collection: Wise
I on the other side Us'd no ambition to commend my deeds; The deeds themselves, though mute, spoke loud the doer.Collection: Ambition
Socrates... Whom well inspir'd the oracle pronounc'd Wisest of men.Collection: Men
Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.Collection: Men
O shame to men! Devil with devil damned Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational, though under hope Of heavenly grace: and God proclaiming peace, Yet live in hatred, enmity, and strife Among themselves, and levy cruel wars, Wasting the earth, each other to destroy: As if (which might induce us to accord) Man had not hellish foes enough besides, That day and night for his destruction wait.Collection: War
Next, to make them expert in the usefullest points of grammar; and withal to season them and win them early to the love of virtue and true labour, ere any flattering seducement or vain principle seize them wandering, some easy and delightful book of education would be read to them; whereof the Greeks have store, as Cebes, Plutarch, and other Socratic discourses.Collection: Children
And the earth self-balanced on her centre hung.Collection: Self
But say That death be not one stroke, as I supposed, Bereaving sense, but endless misery From this day onward, which I feel begun Both in me, and without me, and so last To perpetuity; ay me, that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless head; both Death and I Am found eternal, and incorporate both, Nor I on my part single, in me all Paradise Lost Posterity stands cursed: fair patrimony That I must leave ye, sons; O were I able To waste it all myself, and leave ye none!Collection: Son
Here we may reign secure; and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.Collection: Crazy