
A short retirement urges a sweet return. —
John Milton

And sing to those that hold the vital shears; And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of gods and men is wound. —
John Milton

Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd,-wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse. —
John Milton

And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons. —
John Milton

Our cure, to be no more; sad cure! —
John Milton

All great economists are tall. There are two exceptions: John Kenneth Galbraith and Milton Friedman. —
George Stigler

The superior man acquaints himself with many sayings of antiquity and many deeds of the past, in order to strengthen his character thereby. —
John Milton

Every cloud has a silver lining —
John Milton

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy! —
John Milton

The wife, where danger or dishonor lurks, safest and seemliest by her husband stays, who guards her, or with her the worst endures. —
John Milton

Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell. —
John Milton

Nor think thou with wind Of aery threats to awe whom yet with deeds Thou canst not. —
John Milton

Let us no more contend, nor blame each other, blamed enough elsewhere, but strive, In offices of love, how we may lighten each other's burden. —
John Milton

Indu'd With sanctity of reason. —
John Milton

Th' imperial ensign, which full high advanc'd
Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind. —
John Milton

A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond / Frightened the reign of Chaos and old Night. —
John Milton

And fast by, hanging in a golden chain, This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude, close by the moon. —
John Milton

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear. —
John Milton

So spake the Son, and into terrour chang'd His count'nance too severe to be beheld And full of wrauth bent on his Enemies. —
John Milton

Biochemically, love is just like eating large amounts of chocolate. —
John Milton

The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger. —
John Milton

The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller. —
John Milton

To overcome in battle, and subdue Nations, and bring home spoils with infinite Man-slaughter, shall be held the highest pitch Of human glory. —
John Milton

Thy actions to thy words accord; thy words
To thy large heart give utterance due; thy heart;
Contains of good, wise, just, the perfect shape. —
John Milton

Where no hope is left, is left no fear. —
John Milton

Beauty is God's handwriting-a wayside sacrament. —
John Milton

And to thy husband's will
Thine shall submit; he over thee shall rule. —
John Milton

Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence. —
John Milton

The low'ring element Scowls o'er the darken'd landscape. —
John Milton

For Solomon, he lived at ease, and full Of honour, wealth, high fare, aimed not beyond Higher design than to enjoy his state. —
John Milton

Come, pensive nun, devout and pure, sober steadfast, and demure, all in a robe of darkest grain, flowing with majestic train. —
John Milton

But what will not ambition and revenge
Descend to? —
John Milton

Hail, wedded love, mysterious law; true source of human happiness. —
John Milton

A boundless continent, Dark, waste, and wild, under the frown of night Starless expos'd. —
John Milton

The virtuous mind that ever walks attended
By a strong siding champion, Conscience. —
John Milton

Who can enjoy alone? Or all enjoying what contentment find? —
John Milton

Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger, comes dancing from the east. —
John Milton

Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest,
Live well; how long, or short, permit to Heaven. —
John Milton

So much I feel my genial spirits droop, My hopes all flat, nature within me seems In her functions weary of herself. —
John Milton

Chaos umpire sits And by decision more embroils the fray by which he reigns: next him high arbiter Chance governs all. —
John Milton

Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn! —
John Milton

Boast not of what thou would'st have done, but do. —
John Milton

Seas wept from our deep sorrows. —
John Milton

Consider first, that great or bright infers not excellence. —
John Milton

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! —
John Milton

Yours be the advantage all, mine the revenge —
John Milton

What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies. —
John Milton

Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium. —
John Milton

Th' unconquerable will,/ And study of revenge, immortal hate,/ And courage never to submit or yield/ And what is else not to be overcome? —
John Milton

To many a youth and many a maid, dancing in the chequer'd shade. —
John Milton

For books are as meats and viands are; some of good, some of evil sub-stance. —
John Milton

O visions ill foreseen! Better had I Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only. —
John Milton

Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd. —
John Milton

A man may be ungrateful, but the human race is not so. —
John Milton

Herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses. —
John Milton

I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words. —
John Milton

The pious and just honoring of ourselves may be thought the fountainhead from whence every laudable and worthy enterprise issues forth. —
John Milton

No institution which does not continually test its ideals, techniques and measure of accomplishment can claim real vitality. —
John Milton

So he with difficulty and labour hard Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he. —
John Milton

His words, like so many nimble and airy servitors, trip about him at command. Ibid. —
John Milton

I fear yet this iron yoke of outward conformity hath left a slavish print upon our necks: the ghost of a linnen decency yet haunts us. —
John Milton

Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food. —
John Milton

Milton Friedman's misfortune is that his economic policies have been tried. —
John Kenneth Galbraith

We read not that Christ ever exercised force but once; and that was to drive profane ones out of his Temple, not to force them in. —
John Milton

Man hath his daily work of body or mind Appointed, which declares his dignity, And the regard of Heav'n on all his ways. —
John Milton

Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings. —
John Milton

Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies. —
John Milton

Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun , whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a groveling swine? —
John Milton

The brazen throat of war. —
John Milton

Just deeds are the best answer to injurious words. —
John Milton

No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free. —
John Milton

To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad. —
John Milton

Where shame is, there is also fear. —
John Milton

O fleeting joys Of Paradise, dear bought with lasting woes! —
John Milton

And miserable it is to be to others cause of misery ... —
John Milton

Faithful found among the faithless. —
John Milton