Quotes from John Milton

Let no man seek Henceforth to be foretold that shall befall Him or his children.

God has set labor and rest, as day and night to men successive.

Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd.

The spirit of man, which God inspired, cannot together perish with this corporeal clod.

So shall the world go on, To good malignant, to bad men benign, Under her own weight groaning.

Education of youth is not a bow for every man to shoot in that counts himself a teacher; but will require sinews almost equal to those which Homer gave to Ulysses.

Angels contented with their face in heaven, Seek not the praise of men.

For men to tell how human life began Is hard; for who himself beginning knew?

The liberty of conscience, which above all other things ought to be to all men dearest and most precious.

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.

Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.

Spirits that live throughout, Vital in every part, not as frail man, In entrails, heart or head, liver or reins, Cannot but by annihilating die.

How oft, in nations gone corrupt, And by their own devices brought down to servitude, That man chooses bondage before liberty. Bondage with ease before strenuous liberty.

Socrates... Whom well inspir'd the oracle pronounc'd Wisest of men.

God, who oft descends to visit men Unseen, and through their habitations walks To mark their doings.

Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?

Money brings honor, friends, conquest, and realms.

Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.

Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.

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

So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.

On the Morning of Christ's Nativity Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.

Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence.