John Milton
- Though we take from a covetous man all his treasure, he has yet one jewel left; you cannot bereave him of his covetousness.
- Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.
- A good book is the precious life - blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
- A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.
- Accuse not nature, she hath done her part; do thou but thine!
- So many laws argue so many sins.
- Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.
- The childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.
- Who overcomes by force, hath overcome but half his foe.
- Luck is the residue of design.
- Where no hope is left, is left no fear.
- So dear I love him, that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life.
- True it is that covetousness is rich, modesty starves.
- For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible.
- Knowledge cannot defile, nor consequently the books, if the will and conscience be not defiled.
- Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a good book, kills reason itself.
- He that studieth revenge keepeth his own wounds green, which otherwise would hear and do well.
- For never can true reconcilement grow, Where wounds of deadly hare have pierced so deep.
- Most men admire virtue, who follow not her lore.
- Boast not of what thou wouldn't have done, but do.
- Give me the liberty to know, to think, to believe, and to utter freely according to conscience, above all other liberties.
- None can love freedom heartily, but good men - the rest love not freedom, but licence.
- Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
- They also serve who only stand and wait.
- No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free.
- The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
- Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.
- To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
- Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to its possessor.
- Love - quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.
- He who reigns withing himself and rules his passions, desires, and fears is more than a king.
- Truth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth.
- The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
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