A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
A good friend is like a star, you don’t always see them, but you know they’re always there.
The mind is its own place and in itself, can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
They also serve who only stand and wait.
Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies.
He who reigns within himself, and rules passions, desires, and fears, is more than a king.
Abashed the Devil stood and felt how awful goodness is.
For what can war, but endless war still breed?
They err who think my short harangues the sally/ Instead of serious argument.
And though I have lost much, I still possess a mind to bear my loss.
What is faith, if it is not to believe what you do not see?
The mind is its own place and in itself, can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar,/ Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined.
Silence was pleased: now glowed the firmament/ With living sapphires: Hesperus, that led/ The starry host, rode brightest.
The infernal serpent; he it was, whose guile,/ Stirred up with envy and revenge, deceived/ The mother of mankind.
Awake, arise, or be for ever fall’n!
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
Love is the sum of all the virtues.
Who overcomes by force, hath overcome but half his foe.
John Milton Quotes part 2
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
What noise, or shout was that? It tore the sky.
Thou truest friend man ever had, thy constancy I’ve tried.
What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will and study of revenge, immortal hate, and courage never to submit or yield.
For solitude sometimes is best society, and short retirement urges sweet return.
To be weak is miserable/ Doing or suffering.
So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, farewell remorse: all good to me is lost.
What if Earth be but the shadow of Heaven, and things therein each to other like, more than on Earth is thought?
Thine eyes are like two living diamonds shining in the night.
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
His sword, death’s sting, gave Satan first entrance through …
Here at least we shall be free; the Almighty hath not built here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and in my choice to reign is worth ambition, thou reclinest!
Such sounds as in the mountains make, when rocks are tumbling.
To reign is worth ambition though in Hell: Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
Stood vast infinitude confined; till at last/ Out letting iterance was returned/ With loud acclaim, and evermore/ Shaking his throne.
Hope is best celestial highth/ Aimed at empyreal, we sometimes.
O flowers that perennial waste your sweets!
From morn/ To noon he fell.
By labour, and intent study not/ Onely from heavenly contemplation.
And feels, that in her ear/ his voice/ How sweet!
Myself, am Hell; and in the lowest deep a lower deep, still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide.
Stars roses temp’rate, the bright sun should rise.
Said that strange land, the land unknown.
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